C147 broken heart

Without waiting for the scholar to reply, Lang Ka remembered that this white-faced scholar was among the group that the Lhasa Street had ganged up on him and Yu Xianhe five years ago.

"It's you?" Five years ago, you hurt me. " Lang Ka said word by word.

The white-masked scholar opened his fan, it looked rather natural and unrestrained, and fanned it a few times, then said: "Lang Ka