C135 We Have Nothing to Do with Each Other

What a shitty matter. In Wei Qing's eyes, the competition that he had worked so hard for was just a shitty matter.

"Chuyang?"

A deep voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Yan Chuyang clenched his fist and wanted to turn around to take a look, but he seemed to have lost all his strength and couldn't bring himself to turn around