C791 The Son of Yuchi Weil Was so Weak?

"Bring him here." Zeng Yufan said plainly as he threw the bird food back into the plate.

"Yes." The secretary turned and left.

Zeng Yufan moved behind the screen and put on the ghost mask hanging on the shelf. He looked at the ferocious face in the mirror. The corner of his mouth curled up and revealed a smile that was even more terrifying than a ghost …

"Creak —" The door was pushed open