C798 Old Friend Dillon

Fight on.

The entire National Arts Realm was shaking.

No one had ever thought of this.

Until now.

Wang Ming's appearance in front of everyone in such a way had shaken the pride of those old and weak forces.

In the north.

In a certain industrial city.

In the rainy night.

Wang Ming sat down in a teahouse.

He took a sip of tea and said:

"Warm. "

It was a kind of psychological warmth