"You're not a ghost, who are you exactly?" Meng Yiyi asked calmly.
Although she didn't quite understand why the other party had burrowed out of the ground, the clothes they were wearing and the voice with which they had just spoken gave Meng Yiyi a sense of familiarity.
In a moment, an image flashed through Meng Yiyi's mind.
That's right! It was the same clothes Chen Hao had worn before!
And that voice... although it was deliberately altered, it was definitely Chen Hao's!
But the "ghost" didn't pay any attention to what Meng Yiyi meant and walked over to the unconscious Han Lingfeng, lifting a foot and stomping down swiftly on that certain part between his legs.
Splat!
It sounded like the crushing of an eggshell.
The previously unconscious Han Lingfeng was jolted awake instantly, his mouth letting out endless woeful screams.
And at the central part of his trousers, besides something the color of feces, a large stain of blood also appeared!