C425 Intimacy
Just as Chai Jing was thinking about who the man was, Fang Yunlong secretly walked forward while holding up the Heaven Shrouding Mask. The current Fang Yunlong was no longer as carefree as before. Instead, his face was pale white. When he was walking in the forest, his legs would go soft and he would almost fall to the ground.
Sigh, Fang Yunlong let out a long sigh