C868 We Would Rather Die than Submit Young Master Jiu

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When he opened the door, Ninth Young Master walked out with a towel wrapped around his body.

At this moment, he had just finished his bath. Looking at the birdsong and the fragrant flowers outside the window, he felt much better.

What Plaits had said on the phone earlier had almost angered him to the point of spitting blood.

However, Ninth Young Master was indeed a character