Anzeye looked at the angry face of Mulian City with depression and instantly lost his laugh: "Brother, it looks like you are angry, why!" Dark and deep eyes looked directly at the repressed angry face of Mulian City.

Mulian said faintly, "Are you there?"

"No!"

"You're wrong!"

"Oh!" Anzexi touched his tall nose and said with a smile on his face, "Brother, what's wrong with Aunt Su's scar? Don't tell me it was a fall. I'm good at it. It's a whip. Brother, you don't have a tendency to violence!"

Su Shallow grasped the sleeves of Mulian City, suddenly tightened, long nails, pinched Mulian City, Mulian City with his spare...