C1601 Eight Lives.

Even if they knew, they would still think that Ming Jiutian had some kind of strange fetish, specifically targeting the Guidance Divine Hall.

"That... Actually, I was wrong. Do you understand?" Ming Jiutian walked out with a calm expression.

"Of course I understand. What do you think of me, Young Master?" Yang Meiji looked at him with her charming eyes.

He couldn't look at her..