C167 Is He in the Same Room as the Young Master?

At this moment, Xu Qingxiong's expression was extremely ugly. It was so dark that it could not be any darker, and it was even uglier than eating dog shit.

A hand was suspended in the air. Xu Qingxiong's throat felt like it was stuck by a rock, and he was unable to speak.

After a while, Xu Qingxiong waved his hand and took a deep breath to regain his strength