C17 Purification

Jun Yaoyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Wei Qingyang.

"Why don't you do me a favor and I will tell you?"

Wei Qingyang coldly glanced to the side. It was impossible for him, the dignified Crown Prince of Puno Country, to obey his orders.

"I refuse."

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. If you agree, I can let you watch a good show. It's the rarest show in history."

"Not interested