C257 Silver Mask

In another world, Zhao Bofan, who had been busy all night, returned to his apartment. He was lying in bed. Recently, he had been having a strange feeling in his mind. That feeling was very subtle. It was like in the deep abyss of the sea, there was a beam of light that wanted to shine on the surface of the sea, but it could not.

A sharp ringtone broke Zhao Bofan's train of thought