C127 He Still Felt That Something Was Amiss

Under the drizzle, Mu Hanzhi was standing in front of the window with the joints of his right hand slightly sore.

His cold gaze fell on his right hand. Who could tell that this hand had once been interrupted?

"Mister Mu, are you ready?" Luo Fei'er walked in from outside and asked with a smile.

"Yes." "En." Mu Hanzhi turned around to look at the person.

Hearing that, Luo Fei'er laughed