C583 What Do You Think You Should Do
Zhuang Chen was rudely thrown into the hall by the man in black.
The white tiles were drawn with golden edges, and the shiny tiles reflected his current appearance.
The bright lights illuminated the hall, and the atmosphere turned cold.
He did not pay attention to the way the black-clothed man treated him. Instead, he slowly stood up from the ground and smoothened his wrinkled clothes
