C334 Face-tearing Skin

It was already midnight, and the party was still bustling with noise and excitement.

Guan Yang finished the rest of the wine in his goblet in one gulp. His eyes were still squinted as he stared at Qiao Si with great interest.

Suddenly, a cool breeze came from the front door. It gently caressed Guan Yang's face, clearing his mind of a bit of chaos.

Although this move was a bit risky