C4118 Each Generation Is Worse than the Last

Lingshan Town is very quiet!

In the backyard of the hotel, Ye Xiao and Uncle Ann were at the stone table on the west side of the courtyard.

Shangguan Ziyu, Faang Jiayi, and the others surrounded them.

Faang Jiayi was holding a bag of melon seeds in her hand.

Click, click, click, click!

"Who do you think will win?" Faang Jiayi asked!

"Uncle Ann!" Shangguan Ziyu replied indifferently