C300 Ah Ming

The weasel stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, and a weak-looking young man knelt at his feet, crying.

It was unknown if Ye Wuji was seeing things, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that the weasel's shifty-eyed face was very handsome.

"Mr Ye, you go ahead."

The weasel smiled faintly at Ye Wuji and said, "The sunset is not bad today