C249 I Want Your Hands

Lin Yu's voice was icy, matching the old man's formidable presence without faltering. The man in white, who had been sipping tea with elegance, glanced up at Lin Yu, his surprise evident. A smirk then curled his lips before he bowed his head once more, leaving his thoughts a mystery.

The old man was momentarily taken aback. Lin Yu's audacity was almost beyond belief