C568 Fans in a mad sit-down parade

"Can I take some time off from the rest of the trip to return home?" Young master Yi said coldly. He just glanced at his phone and then put it down.

In his hand was a pen that was completely black. The pen was as cold as his own temperament. Although it was exquisite, it was hard to make someone impulsively buy it and use it on their body every day