C1710 Offensive Spirit?

"What?" Wang Qian was startled when he heard the youth's words.

"Kneel."

He knelt down once again. However, this time, his voice was a lot rougher, and contained a faint will that could not be defied.

Wang Qian coldly swept a glance at the youth, and the corner of his mouth faintly curved into a smile: "Presumably … All the oddities in this building are on you, right? "

At this moment