C481 Let Me Calculate It

The Fourth Hundred and Eighty.

Facing the golden pond's anger, Ding Yue still maintained a gentle smile.

He squinted his eyes and stared at Ding Yue's golden pond for a while. Then, he grinned and turned around. He sat down on the ground and closed his eyes to continue resting.

Seeing this, the guy who waved the paper fan smiled sinisterly