C295 Cold as Ice

"As you wish!" A cold voice sounded. Qiao Muyuan's eyes were as cold as ice as he said coldly.

Gu Xiangsi gripped the medicine in her hand tightly and walked down the corridor with heavy steps.

The next morning at 8 AM.

"Rumble!" A deafening sound rang out, and a bolt of lightning cut through the gray sky like a blade.

"Hualala..." A clear sound rang out