C58 Xiao Yao He Huan San

At dusk, the sun was setting in the west. The afterglow dyed the sky red.

Jia Zhengjin, who had formed a huge grudge with Gu Feng three days ago, was now in a small courtyard with an elegant environment and abundant of spiritual energy. The originally haughty Jia Zhengjin was now bowing slightly and saying something to a very handsome youth.

"Sir Mo Yu, as long as you are willing to help me