C51 Junze

Yuetian fell asleep. It was already dusk, and he was the only one left in the huge palace.

He felt sore all over his body. He felt tired even when he raised his arm. He rubbed his waist, which looked like it had been broken. He silently cursed Jun Mo hundreds of times in his heart.

"Damn it. . . "

He put on the black shirt Mo Hemo had placed beside the bed and got off the bed. Well. .