C620 Million Level Tuner 11

The dance practice finally ended. Duan Yang silently took a breath in the corner. He waited until everyone was out of the room before he began to move.

"Duan Yang."

The moment he stepped out of the office, he heard a devilish male voice. Duan Yang looked up and saw the man striding toward him. He wanted to run, but he wasn't as fast as Jiang Yong