C457 Dark Eleven's Fear

"Yi Zhihong, why did you tease my secret guard?" While he was thinking about how to leave, he heard a voice that sounded like it came from heaven.

Everyone present all bowed, "Greetings Young Master Jiang."

"Greetings, Master."

Jiang JinYue stood by the fence on the third floor and looked down at the farce, "Dark Eleven