C47 Restrictions
"Helian Min, you're crazy." Mo Ziyun's eyes were cold, and his tone was filled with disdain.
"Senior Brother, you're finally willing to talk to me." Helian Min was not angry at being looked down upon. Instead, she was happy. Her jade finger brushed against Mo Ziyun's cheek. "Senior Brother, wait for me here. I'm going to deal with that old bastard Helian Ping. I can't let him really find you
