C464 Power face-smacking

Yin Tian didn't know that he was already set up by the Mu Rong family before he knew it.

He only looked at the girl who was not far away, a girl who was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He looked at her white gauze skirt, which was in stark contrast to the bright red color that stained the ground due to the broken hands.

It was probably because there were too many broken hands