C411 A Will?

"What's the matter, Mr Ning?"

Yang Xuan had just finished setting up his and Yuh Qingcheng's tents. He clapped his hands and walked towards Ning Zifeng.

Ning Zifeng's expression was a little strange. He pulled Yang Xuan and walked out. Yang Xuan hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Qingcheng, wait for me for a while!"

When they arrived at a place where the torch could not be seen