C129 War Letter

"Junior brother, look at what these newspapers are writing." Lin Chun threw his head back angrily, his twitching face as cold as an iceberg.

Xu Zhe then picked up the newspaper on the table and read it slowly.

In his eyes, Xu Zhe's originally good mood was now shrouded by a layer of haze.

Xu Zhe's not-so-handsome face was printed on the newspaper page