C217 It's like Rain Comes and the Sky Comes Late

Meng Yan was sitting on a few tables with an expressionless face. The tip of his finger, which was touching the table from time to time, indicated that he was not in a calm mood.

All the people under him had solemn expressions on their faces.

Before one wave of trouble could be settled, another wave of trouble arose. The figure of the Turks had appeared in Qinghe County