C98 Consanguinarine
In the two hours between Zhu Jiu and Xu Qing's martial arts competition, not a single person had gone up. The people that had gone up had disappeared, but more and more people had gathered below the stage.
"Duke Huai …"
"Brother Lou, you don't have to be so polite in private. Just tell me to celebrate."
Xu Qingzhi sat with Kong Wen's group inside the building
