C271 Elder Wu

Xiao Yan's cold words rang out in front of them like a thunderclap, waking everyone up in an instant.

Xiao Yan had grabbed Zhuang Hee's wrist. Zhuang Hee's face turned gloomy, and when he heard what Xiao Yan said, his expression changed. He wanted to pull his wrist back, but he found that Xiao Yan's hand was as hard as steel, firmly holding his wrist