"What to do, what to do!"

Zhang Donggua stood in the same place, his expression was blank, the crowd around him gradually dispersed, but he was so depressed that he was afraid of meeting things after all.

he said in his heart: why am I so stupid? How could I say that to master Ming in the morning? Isn't it death seeking? His uncle is a great wizard of Yang Yang. Where can I deal with it? Tomorrow, he will beat me!

thinking of this, he was sweating.

what he didn't find was that Xu Feng had come to his side. Zhang Donggua took a look at Xu Feng. There...