C120 Threat

Red wine scattered all over the ground, like a bloody rose blooming in the night, eerie and cautious.

As for Leng Lingye himself, the malevolence on his face only lingered for a moment before it quickly returned to normal. With a smile that made one's scalp tingle, he pointed to the cup on the ground. "Look, it shattered."

Mu Tingxiao stared coldly at Leng Lingye.

He was like a lunatic