C418 Compression

"Hey, Huo Yuankun, what do you think of that Yue Yi?" Shi Dongquan suddenly asked the old student whose face had been disfigured.

The old student was called Huo Yuankun. The skin on his face was scorched into many wrinkles. At first glance, it was clearly the face of an old man.

Hearing Shi Dongquan's question, he replied lightly