C368 I'm Sorry You Don't Deserve It

"What about me?"

Qi Heng's expression tightened when he heard the voice. He lifted his head with great difficulty and saw a tall and straight figure.

"Ye. President Ye?" Qi Heng's expression was ugly, and his forehead was beaded with cold sweat.

The person who had just arrived was none other than the president of the Jiangnan Alchemist Guild, Ye Wuhenn