C77 High Vision

Han Shizhou faintly curled his lips, seeming to mutter, "He delivered himself to my doorstep."

A gentle breeze leaked through the open window, blowing up the silent painting. The gentle smile on the woman's face seemed to deepen somewhat.

"..."

A few days later, the Autumn Hunt officially began.

Wong put on his armor, and when he put on his elbow guard, he picked up a quiver of arrows