C88 I don't call you auntie

Lu Zheng did not stay to see how the Old Master Zheng would punish Zheng Xiaoshan. He believed that the other party would give him a satisfactory answer.

The night was as cold as water, and moonlight poured down onto the guest room.

On the bed, Lu Zheng sat cross legged, both of his hands forming seals and flashing, the air rippled with a mysterious Qi.

In his sea of consciousness