C404 Eight Cities Alliance

Holding the overflowing wine cup in his hand, Feng Qingya seemed to be lost in thought. Han Xixie didn't disturb him and seemed to be waiting patiently for the other party to speak again. After who knows how long, Feng Qingya finally started to talk about that long past.

A lot of people want to take them to their graves, the past.

Even though they were strong and strong, they were rich and poor