C1227 Where Did My Soul Go

Shen Zhuang's gaze was filled with shock as he stood dumbly on the spot. He was at a loss, like a lost lamb. He didn't know what to do or where to go.

"… …"

Shen Shu stood there looking at Ji Yuanzhi. His chest felt as if it was pierced by some godly weapon. He couldn't tell if it was pain or cold, or maybe it was both.

His mind was blank, and he did not know what to do or say