C360 Sword-drawn Anxiety

Lu Mingfei released the door, causing it to slam shut. A coat hung from his arm, and Xie Zian walked in without even raising his head. He was the first to speak, "You're actually still in the mood to taste the red wine here, aren't you? Is everything under your control? "

"In the end, it doesn't matter. There are many things that we think we have control over