C310 Jing'an Hall Banquet

Mo Feng shook his head and sighed. The vibration king Palace was really looking down on this fatty, this future Young Master, too much.

"Come on up." The fatty waved at Mo Feng, causing the corner of Mo Feng's mouth to twitch. He was not going to go in, he was afraid that he would be squeezed to death.

He looked at the coachman and took the reins from him.

"Let me do it