C343 Confluence of Five Ghosts

Hearing Sang Lan's translation, both Dou Dabao and I were stunned.

"What is the phoebe doing, not sleeping in the middle of the night, and exercising here?"

Dou Dabao muttered to himself, and asked me: "Should I look elsewhere?"

I looked at the sky and shook my head.

Although I have not had the time to converse in detail with the rolled eyes, among all the people that I know