C871 Suitable sacrifice for the ideal is inevitable

"Where is he now?" Zhan Feng asked.

"I don't know."

It could be seen that Zong Yin was not lying this time.

Zhan Feng lowered his head in silence, deep in thought.

Two hours later, the car came to a halt after a jolt.

Zhuang Diandian opened her eyes at the moment the carriage stopped, she quickly crawled up and looked out the window