C110 Ingrate?

Shangguan Yiping didn't feel anything. He still had a smile on his face, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

He poured the tea again and elegantly made a welcoming gesture. "This Turquoise Conch Spring is also not bad. Try it?" The atmosphere of the entire scene instantly fell into an awkward and deadlock. The smell of gunpowder was very strong. If there was a fuse, it would explode