C1301 Xie jiran's end

He let out a cold snort, turned around, and left. The concealed weapon in his hand flew out, and with a bang, the roof of the woodshed collapsed ?

When Feng Yunzheng heard this sound, a hint of coldness flashed across his expressionless face. As he walked out, his silver brocade robe fluttered in the wind. His entire body carried a trace of a cold aura