C1364 Come with Me to the Tradehorn

The crowd was silent. It had to be said that the Snow was really not going to stop talking.

When they saw Jiang Mengdie's flushed face, who knew how many people had lost their souls...

She was originally high and mighty, aloof, and proud, as if she was a queen.

No one dared to pursue her, and no one dared to disrespect her..