C893 No893 Three Sculptures with One Arrow
Yu Xiyuan could feel it. Everyone present could feel it. Naturally, Shangguan Ting felt sorry for him.
He also did not have the heart to reprimand his own clansmen. Furthermore, they were still juniors, so how could he bear it?
After a long while, Shangguan Ting sighed, turned around, looked at the child in front of him, rubbed his head
