C79 Sound Wave

On the high floor, a candle flame was flickering.

In the hall of the gathering, the sounds of drinking and drinking could be heard. The sound of punching orders reverberated in the room and echoed in her head like a large bell.

Light poured down from above, casting a shadow over Yi Xiaoqiao's small face, making it extremely dark and gloomy.

Yi Xiaoqiao tried his best to hide in the shadows