C1191 First Generation 89

The prison was burning with torches. The dim light in Ji Xiao's deep eyes danced and spun, lighting up Ji Xiao's face even more gloomily.

"What do you mean?"

Ji Rao's expression completely calmed down. When he spoke, his expression didn't change, as if he was talking about someone else.

Ji Xiao looked at Ye Zichen's expression and thought