C69 General zhenguo

Qian Qian choked on her words as she passed a cup of tea to her.

The person kneeling on the red carpet below the grand hall had a straight nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows that slanted down to his temples. In his eyes, there was a domineering aura that could overtake a battlefield.

His handsome and resolute profile was simply impeccable.

"No wonder ?"

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