The old man was still inextricably lost in his own imagined anti-rescue scenario.
"..." Bai Junjun.
Seeing the enthusiastic old man had already arranged her entire life for her, Bai Junjun sighed helplessly: "Mr. Shan Hai, you might be mistaken. Not only did I come here to get you out, but I also have other tasks, so don't worry; just cooperate with me."
"Eh?" The old man's eyes widened.
What did he hear?
This little girl, she's planning to stir things up here too?
Is this reliable at all?
Bai Junjun calmly gave him a glance: "You don't need to worry about this. Speaking of which, do you really know nothing about the Saintess selection?"
Old Man Shan Hai shook his head.
On ordinary days, he was only preoccupied with sitting around waiting to die, completely ignoring the scheming tumult of the outside world.
If he knew that one day someone would come to rescue him, he would definitely have investigated everything crystal clear!
