At this moment, not only the onlooking generals from afar, but even Ying Rushi, who was full of confidence in Yellow Dog, couldn't help but grip the chariot's railings tightly. This imperial vehicle was made entirely of Secret Realm Refined Iron, and the carved patterns on the railings were pressed with deep finger marks by Ying Rushi's slender jade fingers.
"Rushi, when you play with men in the future, you can't use such strength," Ying Le chuckled softly, "Living things are very fragile."
"Your Majesty..."
"Don't worry, Little Ruishi," Ying Le said lazily, "Moreover, this little cat is not as fragile as you think... He's a lot like me."
Ying Rushi was taken aback, like Your Majesty?
"He and I are the same kind of person," Ying Le said, propping his cheek as if his gaze could penetrate through the layers of Baibao Guards, "The kind that won't rest in peace unless they play to their heart's content!"
Drip.
