Thinking about this, Su Ping's vision overlapped. His own talent and that cramped, oppressive beast-taming space appeared in his perception.,She shook her head and Su Ping took out the key to open the door.,Then, he came to the sofa and saw a piece of paper on the coffee table. Su Ping's lips twitched quickly, hurriedly picked it up, and as expected, Su An Yong's handwriting was clear:。