C385 Art of God 11

"Yes." Lin Yu turned around and was about to leave.

Liu Yimiao thought about it, then stopped him. "Lin Yu, I actually …"

"Young Master!" Jiang Yong's voice came from afar.

Lin Yu subconsciously pushed Liu Yimiao's hand away. Liu Yimiao's palm suddenly became empty. He frowned and looked at the man who walked over from the other side of the road.

"Hello, Young Master