C564 Ling Yuxuan's Bad Taste

It's Ling Yuxuan's bad taste.

Sword God Peak, within a solemn and grand palace.

Ye Qingfeng crossed his arms before his chest and sat cross-legged on the smooth and jade-like floor. He stared straight at the female in front of him.

"I say, Mountain Suppressing Madam, how long will it take for us to fight each other? If you have something to say