C982 Qu Tianfang

It was a young man, probably in his early twenties, with dyed yellow hair.

The boy clearly knew Lin Biao. When he saw that it was Lin Biao who knocked on the door, his face changed and he stuttered, "Brother Biao... Brother Biao!"

"Where's Qu Tianfang?" Lin Biao frowned. He didn't care too much.

The blonde scratched his head. He giggled and replied