Word Number：172 Author：玲珑雨昕 Translator： Release Time：2025-09-11

　　Seeing that own punch couldn't hurt the little fatty on the opposite side, the En gong turned to Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu and said,　　"How dare you two laugh?"　　"If it weren't for you two, would I have fallen into the manure pit?"　　"If it weren't for you two, would I have ended up on such a negative trending topic?"　　"I... I... I'm so angry with you two that I don't know what to say!"　　The En gong looked at the two men in black and white wu chang with a complaining expression on his face, his resentment resembling that of a dissatisfied woman who wanted to vent his anger but dared not do so towards them, causing his face to look extremely distressed.　　"En gong, En gong, don't be angry."　　"Living people and dead people don't exist in the same space. You definitely can't hurt him, so don't make futile moves."　　"Since it's already like this, let's see what else this little fatty can come up with."　　"I believe you're