C107 and then you're going to defile it and you're going to do something about it

"Hiss …"

The person from the Twelve Halls sucked in a breath of cold air. Seeing Han Zi Mo holding onto Mu Rong Cheng's collar, he broke out in a cold sweat for her.

"Your Lordship, Third Miss didn't mean to …"

Huan Ying, who was at the side, anxiously spoke, wanting to speak up for Han Zi Mo, but contrary to his expectations, Mu Rong Cheng's icy-cold eyes swept over him in a cold manner