C312 Night Feast

Lee Yuanhong's praise made Yu Tianyao chuckle, "Of course, my skills are still a lot worse than my ancestors!"

Lee Yuanhong placed the steel knife on his back and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. He had searched for them in the supermarket of Hunchun. However, Lee Yuanhong rarely smoked. Seeing that Yu Tianyao's palm was smeared with smoke