C207 Yue Group

Zong Xiaosu was still a step too late.

"Pata."

The Breath Suspending Sigil landed lightly on the man's face.

"Master Zhang just said that he had a heart attack, I don't think so. He slept so comfortably, and he snored so loudly. He doesn't know how to respect others at all." Wu Siyan said resentfully.

"Crap." Zhang Haorann thought to himself, Wu Siyan was too impulsive