C283 You Scum

"Sister Yueru, slow down. Are you made of iron?"

Bai Yun muttered. Even a body made of iron could not withstand such a heavy injury. After resting for only one night, her face was as pale as a ghost's, and her feet were still floating. She was running even faster than Bai Yun.

Su Yueru did not know where Wei Changqing's account was, so she asked a few people before she found it.

From afar