C60 Mr Faang's Watchdog

Inside the Empress's private room, Faang Han was reclining on the sofa, nonchalantly enjoying some delicious fruit. Lee Tianhao was still out cold, but it wasn't a big deal; Zimo was right there with him. The rest of the group stood around, too anxious to sit or even think about singing.

"Faang Han, have you lost your mind?" one of them exclaimed