C68 Broken Sleeves

Yann Mei stood up from the bed. His face turned as black as coal.

leader of the devil Cult, who had always been pampered, never thought that he would help the dizzy Chen Xiaowu to the toilet that night.

The stench in the outhouse forced Yann Mei to cover his mouth and nose, almost suffocating him in an indescribable smell.

After returning to the guest room