C602 That Year the Venomous Insect Disaster

Yue Xiliang lifted his head, a half-smile playing on his lips as he looked at Ning Lin. "Your Grace, I'm sorry to inform you, but your time's up."

Ning Lin couldn't help but raise his hand, brushing his palm from his forehead up through his hair, ending with a dramatic flick. "That's impossible."

Seeing Ning Lin's smug demeanor, Yue Xiliang gritted his teeth. "Are you pushing your luck