C932 Where Is the Dignity That I Promised You

Even though Wang Xiaojian's performance was a bit awkward, Xue Tuying still took two steps back with a vigilant look. He stared at the swarthy short stick that Wang Xiaojian threw at him with both of his eyes.

Previously, when Wang Xiaojian used the small ball that could emit smoke and light, Xue Tuying thought it was some kind of weapon. In the end