C385 Weakness

At this moment, Gao Qing's emotions were fluctuating even more. His forehead was full of blue veins, and his face was tense. His lips were tightly pressed together, and he didn't want to make any sound.

Lu Xiaoning didn't mind. He returned to his seat, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"Of course, this isn't something that can't be avoided. After all