C870 Little Green the Grass on the Wall

"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's get down to business." With a wave of his hand, the ball of light floated over.

"Business? Chen … It's still daytime …" When Qian Xueying finished speaking, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

"What are you thinking about? I'm talking about practicing swordsmanship." Hearing that