Quickly leaving Cangfu, Danxuan seemed to breathe out with relief.

Gong Xuedun asked aloud, "My son, who is the owner of this Cangfu? Snow and dust haven't seen you panic for a long time! "

"Am I panicked?" Danxuan's eyebrows are a choice. It seems that he is not satisfied with the words used by Gong Xuedun.

Gong Xuedun chuckled and laughed, "My son, to tell the truth, your expression now is just like writing the word"panic"on your face!"

Danxuan took a look at the snow and dust of the palace and turned a little red on his face.

Gong Xuedun was suspicious, and his son was not afraid of...