C847 Mysterious Weapons

With Fifth Prince gone, Zuo Hanyi naturally wouldn't stay behind.

Fifth Prince wasn't stupid, he wasn't that stupid.

He left behind a sentence, "Today is your good luck. The next time we meet, we won't have the good luck we had today."

A gust of clear wind blew by, bringing up a few strands of Xiaomeng's hair, which gently brushed across her eyes. Xiaomeng's eyes slightly narrowed