C1609 Young Master Ye's Maid 1529

"You don't seem to be qualified to replace Gambling King."

A faint voice sounded from the crowd. Jieyang hated people provoking him the most. He suddenly turned around and looked at the strange black-haired man. "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Ye Nianmo's lips twitched. He snapped his fingers. The people around him pulled out their guns and aimed at Jieyang. Yu Lan came out of the crowd