C578 Good Old Man

"Venerable Lord..."

"I don't dare to ask for anything."

Yue Huarong seemed to be touched by Jianghan's words. Her eyes, which were easily fogged, became even more wet. She quickly turned around and wiped away the tears on her face with an undetectable movement.

But when facing Xiao Qingcheng, who had been with her for god knows how long, no small movement could escape her eyes