ed at the base, many students took the initiative to greet her."Good morning, Yan Jie.""Good morning, [Sister Yan],"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Hi Sister Yan, yo..."Ouch... It hurts so much, Uncle Song, it's Angela!"

Let go of your people, I am Dalena...

Song Jiuzhou saw them, and instantly guessed what was going on.

His niece should have taken a peaceful approach, not wanting to hurt them, but they were relentless, so she got beat up.

"nd sleeping well..."Of course, I wouldn't just sit around waiting to die. My aunt believes their conspiracy is like fire hidden under a pile of paper – it will eventually be exposed. Until then, what...