C93 Jianghu List

"Jiang Wuyan."

Jiang Wuyan was jolted out of her reverie by Zhao Qingyan's voice. She looked at him and asked, "What is it?"

Zhao Qingyan gripped the corner of the table tightly. His knuckles were suffused with a greenish white color and large droplets of sweat seeped out from his forehead. "I'm feeling a little uncomfortable."

Jiang Wuyan reached into her bosom and asked