C1362 The Muzzle of the Gun Pointing to the Forehead of the Superior Eleven

Time can indeed change many things. Hsu Moyu couldn't help but sigh.

"Whoosh."

Liang's voice sounded from the stairs, followed by the sound of hurrying footsteps.

"Is the pawn not here?"

When Liang saw Fo Jiu's Eleven and Hsu Moyu, he looked at them in confusion.

"He's making tea in the kitchen." Fo Jiu said.

"Then I'll go help him." Liang ran downstairs again without stopping