C275 The Two of Them Had Met

As soon as the white-robed youth finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve. Without even looking at Xiahou Zun, he turned around and left.

Xiahou Zun could sense that he had been ignored. He couldn't help but bite his lips hard. Blood had already been squeezed out of his palm under his sleeve. He didn't even feel it.

At this moment, his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness