C91 You Are My Little Warmth

Rumble.

At ten o'clock in the night, a sudden clap of thunder resounded in the sky.

Tang Jiutian looked up at the sky. It was autumn rain, but the autumn rain in Cloud City was not a good thing. It would often be accompanied by strong winds.

Tang Jiutian had no interest in knowing whether this guy was lying or not. So what if he had seen him before?

But at this time