Despite the pain, Hu Haishan had no choice but to laboriously take out the spatial bag from his pocket and place it on the ground as instructed by Lin Yisheng.
Then, right in front of Hu Haishan, a hand made of earth elemental energy stretched out from the ground, picked up the space bag, and disappeared instantly.
At this moment, Hu Haishan looked as if his wife had died, his eyes lifeless.
"Thank you, Mr. Hu. I'm leaving now. Goodbye!"
"Ah, wait, let me out first, we made a promise!"
Hu Haishan, regaining his senses, was once again shocked.
"Climb up yourself. You still have a first-grade spiritual weapon sword in your hand, so I won't take it from you!"
After Lin Yisheng's voice disappeared, Hu Haishan realized that the soft mud beneath him had hardened a bit, and he could climb
