C482 Fight
In the upper room of the League of Freeblades.
Even though it was just a small guest room, the decorations were quite exquisite. The harmless light of the light fairies formed a bright light source. The seven-colored small fish in the crystal fish tank next to it swam back and forth, reflecting a colorful light.
"Wang Shengyang... Qing Zun..."
Chu Hen sat cross-legged on the ancient bed
