C470 Poor Young Master Miyamoto

"Who are you?" Feng Rou glared at the neon men, her eyes filled with fear. At this moment, a handsome young man walked in from outside the door. The young men who had entered earlier seemed to be very respectful to him, and they could hear him speaking in a harsh, flowery voice, "Miss Qin Xiang, your name is renowned throughout the world!" Today in the neon