C70

After three months —

"Scram!" Get out! "

"I don't need it! Get out! "All of you, scram!"

"Scram!"

Three to four maids were chased out of the room and Zhangsun Jinghuan just happened to be about to enter at this time when a medicinal bowl was thrown at his feet. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the fragments of the medicine bowl beside his feet