C221 Master and disciple sparring

With a weakness in his hands, Ye Tianmo's anger immediately dissipated, and he obediently ate his breakfast. He deliberately avoided thinking about the six well-balanced artificial beards on his face.

Seeing that Ye Tianmo was in a bad mood, everyone agreed to lower their heads and not look at him, but the corner of their mouths would always reveal a teasing smile.

After eating breakfast