C140 Ancient City

Jia Yu couldn't help but glance at Lin Yang, and couldn't help but furrow his brows.

"No way, he looks just like an ordinary person! He's only at the seventh level of the Martial Spirit, how could he possibly have a good relationship with Ninth Prince?"

Little Lian also frowned slightly. "Princess, how about I kick him out of the carriage?"

Jia Yu thought for a moment: "Forget it