C117 Intimate Breath

Ouyang Yunhai's eyes were cold. He wanted to get the positions of the people he was talking to from their voices. Obviously, the other party knew what he was thinking and couldn't answer him.

"Don't think that I don't know who you are. Let me tell you a story. There has always been a wolf. He wore a snow-white sheepskin. People took him home and praised him as Fairy Icemountain …" Oh no