C826 You Can Have a Better Choice.

Zhan's Mansion.

Zhan Beirong sat on the sofa coldly. His sharp face didn't show any emotion. It was as if he was covered by a layer of frost, causing the air pressure in the room to be extremely low.

Zhan Guocheng looked at his grandson in front of him. He didn't know why Zhan Beirong, who hadn't stepped into the Zhan's Mansion for such a long time, suddenly appeared here