C162 Fiery blazing talent(1)

But, what Shang Zifeng did not expect was.

At this very moment, in a private room of a teahouse not too far away, a purple-clothed beauty had appeared. Her beautiful eyes imprinted onto his body without even blinking.

Even when the teacup on the table was poured, it remained unmoved.

"Miss, you …" What's wrong with you? "

The maid beside the purple clothed lady was shocked