C1207 Who Doesn't Meet a Few Scumbags?

Well, if that's what he really wants, then that's good, isn't it?

Nangong Yue licked his lips as he thought of this. His expression eased a little, and he walked into the hall in a carefree manner.

Mu Ming stayed by Ms Xin's side. Other than his social gathering, he was also very nervous as he stared at the intersection of the hall and courtyard.

Seeing Nangong Yue come in carelessly