C45 A Gift from the Evil Demon
The Mu family's patriarch's face darkened, "Third brother, you are becoming more and more unruly. Didn't you see any distinguished guests present? How can you be so informal and disturb an esteemed guest? What kind of behavior is this?"
A middle-aged Daoist nun sat in the upper seat. She waved her horsetail whisk and said, "It's fine."
" Chief, something bad has happened
