C1192 Ma Jun's Anger

Ma Jun's gaze was sinister and filled with bone-piercing hatred. He looked at Zhao Lei's back and muttered to himself, "How dare a peasant dare to ruin my plans? He will regret it very soon!"

Liu Yan Hong leaned against Ma Jun's body and advised him in a delicate voice, "Dear, don't be angry with this kind of person. It's not worth it. It's just an ancient sword