C1722 Martial Addict(2)

Yao Binn's gaze moved back and forth between Nalan Wuxin and Chiang Hao, and the hand holding the folding fan could not help but clench a little. Although Nalan Wuxin's expression was still indifferent, he was still keenly aware that she seemed to treat this outsider differently.

"Don't worry. Brother Jiang Hao and I will just have a simple sparring match. I know what to do