Jiang Yang stumbled and fell back into his seat, the warm light of the dusk reflected on Ye Tushen's face, half-clearly, making people unable to see the emotions on his face.

Jiang Yang called softly in a low voice: "Second master, what's the matter, don't we go up?" ”

Ye Tushen's voice was full of coldness, "If you don't explain today's events clearly, you'll sleep big......

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