C401 Non-puncturing

The identity token of Seventh Prince's mansion on his waist covered the boss's mouth that was about to shout. He immediately changed to a smiling face and came forward, rubbing his hands to hide his uneasiness: "Miss, what do you want? We have high quality pastries and tea here, sweet and sour food and all kinds of things."

As soon as his words fell, Wen Bai's long saber fell onto the table