C1862 Are You Afraid of Death

"Huh?" The deep and pleasant voice of a man sounded with a hint of a lazy smile. He seemed to be a scoundrel as he sighed softly, "I just like being here."

His innocent English pronunciation made Sang Qingxia stop - his voice, listen carefully!

"It's not good to be seen here! ... If this were to spread, it would affect your election in half a year's time