C473 Do You Need My Help

Chuhaoyan stood under the bamboo forest in Yinyu with his head lowered, thinking about something.

After a long while, he finally walked towards the classroom.

The children were still seriously drawing the picture in their hands. Everything was the same as when he left, except that the Xiangrikui painted by a little boy was even more lifelike.

Chuhaoyan suddenly raised his leg and left