C236 I Miss the Prodigal Life

"You want to fight, right?" After three to four minutes of silence, when Lee Moyu and Zhan Zhao both quietly sat back down, Qin Zhao stared at the broken tea cup on the floor without even raising his head. His mouth revealed a trace of ridicule and helplessness as he said, "If anyone wants to fight, head towards me. I can't hear the word fight the most."

"I, I …" Zhan Zhao glanced at him timidly