C923 Story

Wei Guangan's face immediately turned green, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Even though he could be ranked in the ancient capital, he belonged to the upper class.

But compared to the Mad Dog Second Master, it was nothing!

No, not even a fart.

"Second Master, I …"

His face was streaming with tears and snot, and he was crying to open his mouth.

Mo Guanqing, the mad dog