asy! Let's comfort him more."Tang Ziran walked to the square dining table in the living room and sat down. Lunch had a stir-fried vegetable, a braised pork rib, a cold dish, and a bowl of vegetable so...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。ls, and those top-tier materials require the expertise of master blacksmiths to process.The grand hall was very spacious, with only two girls in gray business suits manning the front desk."Brother, wh...