C276 The Debt Would be Settled One Stroke at a Time

Youyou stared at the man. That face seemed to have been familiar for a lifetime. Her face became even paler and her shoulders could not help but tremble.

Her mind was filled with the horror of when she stabbed him.

Her memories were all blood red.

Her lips were pale and she lost blood as she muttered,. . . "Gong Mingchuan?"

Deep facial features, a handsome contour