C551 Change

The next day, the bell just passed 11: 00.

The sky was as dark as ink. Only a few stars were still flashing. The water on the fountain was still gushing out high, like a concerto in the dark night, beating up some mysteries for this war point.

Under the fountain, Gong Yichen was wearing a sleeveless shirt and sitting there quietly. From afar, he really looked like Hsu Rufeng