C658 The Death God in the Desert

"One pot of tea and a plate of beef." Qin Biao chose a seat near the middle. At this time, the place was already full of people. Most of them were either escort guards or desperate people. They were already used to Qin Biao's actions, so they didn't mind it.

Soon, the food Qin Biao wanted was served. Qin Biao closed his eyes and listened carefully to the surrounding voices