C540 It must be in the Form but Not in the Form of the Spirit
"This matter can't be blamed on you..."
Zhao Kuang's cloudy eyes revealed a trace of coldness as he gently waved his hand towards Zhao Muxue.
Zhao Muxue gritted her teeth when she heard this.
If it was before, Zhao Kuang would definitely scold her loudly.
And now, she played it down so lightly. It was easy to imagine that Zhao Kuang's heart was beyond sad
