C350 Yang's Cultivation Is Very Mysterious
Xue Qilin's finger continued to flick non-stop, hitting his knee with an extremely high frequency. Meng Tian knew that this was a habit of his to think quickly.
"Young Master Xue, what do you think we should do?"
Meng Tian finished his report on the situation. He held his spectacles and asked Xue Qilin in a soft voice
