C217 Jinhuangzhijiao

"What do you mean?"

Xia Mingyuan sneered. His meaning was already extremely obvious, so there was no way Feng Tian Yu wouldn't understand.

"Some people are not the same person, no matter how much they resemble themselves. If you want to be a bastard, then you have to think about whether you are right or not!"

The smell of gunpowder was still lingering on Xia Mingyuan's side