C447 Wei Ya

The man was dissatisfied. He was an outstanding person, yet he was unable to move this beauty. Yet, he had to take a fancy to a trash that didn't care about anything other than his appearance. Yes, Yue Feng only spoke a few words to him and he already defined Yue Feng as trash.

Nowadays, it was always like this. As long as one had a little bit of humanity, one would be ignorant of the north