C57 I Don't Sell My Body

There were cars coming and going on the road, as if every car had its own place to belong to. Suddenly, a familiar Bentley stopped outside, and a familiar figure walked down from the car. The person inadvertently glanced at him, and Juno's gaze coincidentally met his. For a moment, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"We're enemies..."

However