"So angry?"

Qi Wuya looked at Sang Yan with surprise in his eyes, and chuckled: "I thought you wished I could be a faint king." It seems that you also care about me. ”

Sang Yan listened to his narcissistic words, didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, snorted coldly, and walked towards the hall.

At this moment, someone beat a drum at the noon gate.

The sound of drums is a harbinger of injustice.

"Knock knock—"

The drums beat loud and loud.

Visible knock

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