C505 Your Arm Is Made of Mud Right
Your arm is made of mud, right?
The surrounding people also retreated dozens of steps. Their eyes were very indifferent. No one was willing to offend the Nangong Clan and go forward to fight for justice.
The few guards at the city gate also acted as if they were not involved. As long as they had not entered the city, any conflict had nothing to do with them.
"And you, this trash