C690 Zhang Qingtian.

Shieh Motian's face alternated between green and white. It was obvious that he was very displeased with the way he was addressed. However, the person who spoke was still his superior. No matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only bury it in his heart.

"Stop laughing. Let's go in."

Seeing Liu Yang's laughter continue, Shieh Motian could not help but push him into the thatched cottage in anger