C239 I Am Not

Ji Beiyan's voice was bone-piercing cold. His gaze was cold as he looked at these reporters. His expression was very gloomy, and in a split-second, it had shocked these reporters.

Noticing Ji Beiyan's gloomy expression, Mu Qianqian's face turned pale and helpless. Many reporters retreated a few steps back.

The great Young Master Ji's was not a person to be trifled with