C1294 Why Do You Need to Distinguish?

Yue Xiliang had brought the conversation to the brink of naming names.

Han Tong examined the red soil in his hand, a sharp aura emanating from him, his eyes dark as a deep pool. "Meiwu."

"I have to say, the whip marks here are far more intense than those in the backyard, with a stronger sense of danger," Yue Xiliang remarked casually.

Han Tong looked up. "Are you suggesting