C632
There was an indescribable smell of gunpowder at the table. To me, it didn't have any kind of intuitive feeling. What made me even more curious was the black Qi above Chen Yuanlang's seal hall.
I typed a few words on my phone, and secretly handed it over to Zhang Tiangang:
"I can't tell, but this Chen Yuanlang seems a little strange."
Zhang Tiangang only lowered his head and glanced at it