C109 The Demon Girl

"You!" Tian Anshan extended his hand, pointing furiously at Ma Tianming. He was on the verge of berating him but hesitated, fearing he might disturb the young master and young lady inside.

Ma Tianming held the Golden Fur Mongoose firmly with one hand while gently caressing its soft fur with the other. He shot a defiant glare at Tian Anshan