C198 Spyker

Stepping into the mansion, the pungent smell of smoke assaulted his nose. Sheng Ruiyuan frowned as he saw the tea table and the cigarette butts scattered on the ground.

Mo Leeshen took a deep breath and leaned against the sofa with his head raised and his eyes closed. His face was cold and hard and he gave off a cold aura that no one was allowed to enter