C85 Mutation

"Sir, we were a little rash, please forgive us." Xue Qiong cupped his hands towards Dongfang Shang with a fake smile.

"Let's go."

Dongfang Shang didn't intend to chat with Xue Qiong. He glanced at him indifferently and then led the group to continue walking forward. If a fugitive with his head stuck to his waist was stronger than you, he would not be courteous to you