C617 The miserable Niu Dong

Afternoon. The sun was blazing.

In the Cloud Spirit City, on the streets, and in the inns, there were endless discussions, all of which were discussing matters regarding Yang Liefeng.

In the closest inn to the City Lord's Mansion, a delicate and pretty youth sat by the window. His eyes looked out from time to time, and his brows were knit tightly together.

Time slowly passed, night fell