C685 Not a Hongmen Banquet
Xiao Chenfei stared at the plate of dessert in front of him that had been washed by Wu Tie's liquor. The veins on his forehead were popping out one by one. He clenched his fists tightly as a raging fire burned in his stomach.
This was simply bullying. Was that plate of dessert still edible?
At this moment, Xiao Chenfei's eyes were filled with hatred. With a savage expression
