Hearing what Qing Jing said, Haotian finally figured out what he was going to say and could not help feeling a burst of anger. Just as he was about to say something, Qing Jing waved his hand gently to stop him.
"I know you will definitely be angry, and Yumeng once expressed her dissatisfaction to me angrily, even if it was me..." Qing Yu bitterly smiled and said, "I once hated myself deeply from the bottom of my heart."
Ling Haotian stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him, and suddenly found that the silvery white hair on his hair for a long time was so obvious at this time. He did not understand why the clear scene would leave him alone when the war between the two tribes was coming, and did not understand why the middle-aged man said these words to him.
But it was beyond
