C194 Jiang's grain line

On the busiest street in Liyang City, in the most luxurious restaurant, in the private room near the window, Qian Mian was pouring tea and preparing to put it in his mouth, but he was suddenly blocked by the sword sheath that Mo Sheng had reached out.

"You still have the mood to drink tea after the princess has gone missing for so long?"

It was rare for Mo Sheng to say such a long sentence