C1699 What Clone?

What, clones?

"Palace Lord, do you need my help?"

Just as Xuan Su closed her eyes and waited for her death, she suddenly heard a smiling voice. Then, she saw a very hateful smiling face appear in front of her.

"It's you!"

Xuan Su gritted her teeth when she saw Hsiang Yang's extremely detestable face. What the f * ck? This guy was still smiling at this moment. Laughing. You... Sister. Ah