C163 The Scoundrel also Talks about Dignity

The curtain was tightly drawn, making it impossible to see what was going on inside. Ye Yang carefully opened the window a crack, and with a flick of his finger, peeked through the curtain.

A man with a crew-cut head, eyes drooping down his nose, dark lips, and dark skin was leaning against the bed, smoking. The room was quiet, not even the television was on.

Ye Yang jumped in