C1253 Knife drawing

Tianping Mountain, midnight.

An hour had already passed since the appointed time, and Qin Lang had finally arrived late.

At the top of the mountain, Qin Lang saw Fu Mingjiang who had been waiting for a long time.

"Constable Fu, you've been waiting for a long time?"

Qin Lang asked despite knowing the answer, "Then I'm really sorry, but Constable Fu seemed to like being late before