C353 Chinese Toon

Without any form of protection, Gu Zheng Zheng retreated several steps. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, taking on a defensive stance, "You, who are you?!"

The woman's hair was rather short, barely reaching her shoulders. Her face looked old, but her body looked very good. Gu Dingdang was unable to lift up the wooden table that she had flipped open.

"Me?" The woman tilted her head