C404 Passing Through the Top of Cotillion 1

Before Sikong Wei could finish his sentence, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Even though he was covering his mouth, blood still flowed out continuously from between his fingers. However, he didn't even dare to look at Sikong Ming.

"My apologies, farewell." Sikong Ming stood up and turned to leave. The moustache man glared at Shen Lang unwillingly