C484 This Zhou Fann Was Unlucky!
"Hey, hold on a minute!"
Zhao Dong's call caused a sinking feeling in Zhou Fann's chest.
Damn, what's Zhao Dong's deal, calling out to me like that?
Fuming, he still took pride in his mask—it was no ordinary disguise.
It concealed not just his face but his very essence.
To anyone else, his presence was that of a stranger, unrecognizable even to himself.
"Hi there