Chapter 289 A fool's night is dark as ink.
Auction of gold.
In a courtyard, dozens of figures move back and forth, with sharp eyes like knives.
"Give me attention, don't let anyone get in!"
drinks the head guard.
Just then, a gust of wind...
Chapter 289 A fool's night is dark as ink.
Auction of gold.
In a courtyard, dozens of figures move back and forth, with sharp eyes like knives.
"Give me attention, don't let anyone get in!"
drinks the head guard.
Just then, a gust of wind...