C4667 Eight Kinds of Acupuncture and Moxibustion

Zhang Xingyun stood at the doorway for a while and then left.

He used his spiritual power to cover the entire villa, but there was no one inside. After thinking for a moment, he understood that his sister and the others were at the funeral, and probably wouldn't be able to come back for a while.

Little White was also not here. He understood that Zhang Xingyun did not like him