C328 328 Descends

Bai Shiqi's gaze was practically pleading.

Tang Beiyao frowned.

He did not speak, but there was a distinct displeasure in the corners of his eyes. Allow Mr. K to set foot on his turf? I'm afraid he doesn't have such a good belly.

The atmosphere was tense.

"Alright." Qiao Mu was the first to speak in this gradually stifling situation