C117 Ling Xiaoxiao

Zhao Gongming lightly waved his Blue Luan coat as his eyes faintly flickered. A charming smile leaked out from the corner of his mouth as his gaze drifted toward Xiong Lin.

Then, he sneered at Zhuge Ruloong: "If you, Zhuge Ruloong, can't even subdue this guy, then perhaps you don't have the qualifications to follow beside me, Zhao Gongming