C63 "To chop a melon or cut vegetables, one cannot withstand a single blow."

"Humph!" Xiao Fan, you are going too far. " The female bandit said with a dissatisfied expression on his cold and elegant face.

Xiao Fan's words were becoming more and more unpleasant to listen to. One moment he was a traitor, the next he was a grandson.

To be able to live with one's dignity and not allow others to trample upon it, this was an ironclad discipline on everyone's part