C278 Life Imprisonment

Yan Feiyu's face was still as cold as ever. He casually stabbed the dagger into the back of his waist and then looked at Phlogistic Feijue. He asked without any fluctuations in his voice, "How is it?"

Phlogistic Feijue shrugged with a regretful expression. His phoenix eyes were filled with disdain, "You didn't get anything, and even wasted a coat on me