C59 Dispute

Nangong Jin lifted her head to look. The one who spoke was a thin man sitting below Xu Du. In terms of appearance, he was, um. . . Average. This should be the third Martial King Shang Ze.

Snatch him? Are you a f * cking robber? Nangong Jin could not help but complain.

When Bei Wan heard this, her snow-like face revealed a smile towards Shang Ze, which made Bei Yuan's face look strange