C75

Bamboo Courtyard.

Qi Muzhu was packing his luggage with his back facing the door, a black shadow rushed in from the corner of his eyes, his hands slightly paused, and his voice carried the sharp tone of a young man, "Didn't I say that there was no need to pack?

The current him needed to be calm, needed to think of a way to use the Duke's Mansion. The world was vast and boundless