C565 I command you to let go of the moon

Nangong Hao's face was cold as he silently received the towel and wiped it off.

What kind of person was this!

Not only was he not grateful to me, he was even looking at him like that. Luckily, he met me, and if he met anyone else, he would look at them and see who would care about you.

As for that ungrateful person, he remained silent after washing his face and eating his wine