C304 Wolfman Qingfeng

Xiaoming was sitting in the dining room, holding a pair of chopsticks and fiddling with the decorative vegetables on the plate. His other hand was resting on his chin as he stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

The difficulty of this mission had exceeded his imagination. Now, he was thinking about how to deal with Wang Luoyu.

Di Shuang