C913 The Lecherous Mo Yehan

The sun is setting.

A dim yellow radiance sprinkled on the castle's panoramic view. The huge castle seemed to be situated in a fairy tale. It was like a dream, like a shadow.

In the French window, Qingxie, Moh Yefeng, Ji Chuyang and the others were sitting on the sofa, their expressions cold and solemn.

Moh Yefeng frowned and said, "Qingxie, according to what you said, if Yehan doesn't stay