C72 A Fight Between Masters

Soong Xiaohan stared at the monitor screen, his eyes were terrifyingly cold. Ten minutes ago, both of them had entered the same room.

The one surnamed Mu held Cao Lin's waist. Cao Lin lay on his chest and the two of them entered the room intimately.

Seeing this scene, the man was very angry and furious. An unknown flame was burning crazily. He couldn't tell what it felt like