Chapter 143: Nian Yajun grinned with pain, and Molin drew straight from the corner of his mouth. I thought he was a good trainer to learn from, but I didn't realize that he was just a young man with good self-respect and privilege. He hammered the door and cracked it. He was just a blind cat who met a dead mouse.

"I saw just now that the door panels of this advanced ward are the hardest walnut wood. Ni Shao really makes me look at it. I can have such a state without practice!"

Nie Yajun didn't expect that the little girl would be cold, and she was even more...