C682 I am not Pikachu.

Bai Dongting sat on the Bai Mansion's sofa. Even though he was still sitting at the same seat as usual, his posture was completely different from before. Regardless of whether it was his eyes or his actions, he was no longer as humble as before.

Bai Dongting felt as if he was in his own home, his legs crossed casually, and he lazily leaned on the sofa, openly looking at the gloomy Old Master Bai