C123

Ling Sa was a bit depressed. He coughed twice before saying in a hoarse voice that had already changed his voice, "I have something else to discuss with you, pour me a glass of water."

Luo Danfaang stared at him for a few seconds, then walked to the round table that was adorned with the art of folding orchids. He turned over a glass with familiarity and poured half a glass of water into it