C118 A wild chicken that wants to become a phoenix

Pei Qingheng's eyes were as cold as the ice and snow on a mountain that never melted, bringing along a frightening chill. He stood there with his hands behind his back, and his body was releasing the aura of a natural born high up. He looked disdainfully at Xia Sunian, and coldly said: "Idiot. Or should I say ? "

Pei Qingheng paused