C65

In the bar.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol filled the air.

In the dark corner, Leng Zhiyan was playing with the wine cup in his hand. The crystal clear liquid seemed to have a glimmer in it.

"Leng Zhiyan, what do we do!" Lin Si's eyes were filled with anxiety. She was on the verge of tears. "Gong Cheng is back. Yao still hasn't received any news