C682 Elder Senior Sister

"Why do I feel that he looks... very familiar?" Yang Jian muttered.

The guard beside him came up and asked, "Young Master, you know him?"

"I think... I know him..." Yang Jian was not sure, but the feeling that the person under the city gave him was too familiar.

He was sure that he had come into contact with such a presence before.

"The trash of the Purple Bamboo House