C588 Light Harbour

In another suite, Linn Yang was lying on the bed and moaning non-stop. Even though he had already taken out the glass fragments from his butt and there wasn't anything major, he didn't dare to lie down, and could only lie down.

On the sofa in the room, Ouyang Hao was sitting and smoking a cigar gloomily. The middle-aged man beside him had his head lowered, not saying a word