C872 Qian Xiaobai's Resentment

On the roof of the small building, the one-legged horned man quietly listened to Qian Xiaobai's angry roar and lowered his head without saying a word.

Perhaps because Qian Xiaobai was tired of cursing, he stopped talking and took a breath. Then he lay back on the deck chair with a worried face. He frowned and looked at his third brother, who was kneeling in front of him