C460 Need to be Dealt with
Ying sat on the sofa, looking at the man's back, with one hand on his forehead, bending his head to look at the book pointed at him.
If Ying wasn't wrong, the document probably didn't know who he was, so when the two of them first met, other than a little surprise, there wasn't any other reaction.
Ying had never admitted that he was the document
