C1393 Trifacial drum

Qin Xuan sat there quietly with his eyes closed, as if he was resting and not even bothering to look at Peng Jing, as if he did not exist.

Peng Jing coldly swept his gaze at Qin Xuan, his fists clenched tightly, feeling that the anger in his heart was hard to suppress, and wanted nothing more than to kill Qin Xuan on the spot with a slap.

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