C62 Cheng Zhen

King Luo let out a cold snort. His injured hand gradually clenched into a fist. Sneering came out from his mouth as he said, "Lan Xiang, you dare to say that in front of me? Why not?"

"Then Yinyu will ask a question first." Lan Xiang withdrew his hand, straightened his back, and raised his head to face King Luo.

King Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "Ask."

"About King Chu