C617 Jia Zongdao's Sincerity

Xiong Batian looked at the arrogant goose that was trying to pluck his fur, and suddenly felt the urge to squeeze over. He had put on his makeup as an old man with sloping legs, so he limped in front of the goose who was trying to pluck his fur and greeted with a smile, "Greetings, King."

"Go to the back of the line. Can't you see that everyone is in line?" Without even looking at Xiong Batian