Urban All-Rounder Sy

The sound scared Xia Ming half to death. When he turned his head back, he inexplicably found that the old man had vanished.,Xiaoming's fists were pummeling wildly, his face pale as a sheet, his lips quivering. He had just finished showering, and in that instant, he broke out in a cold sweat. The sweat trickled down his forehead.,"The host is right, this system is attached to the host."。