C1785 All of You Are Going to be Executed
"Acting? Hardly," Qin Feng said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I'm just dealing with a bunch of keyboard warriors."
He then grabbed a pen and paper from the nightstand, jotted down the trolls' names in a notebook, and with Su Mo looking on curiously, he called Loo Jingyang.
Despite the late hour, the phone barely rang before Loo Jingyang answered.
"Master Qin
