The flying sword turned into iron filings with the flick of Zhuge’s dim fingers. With a wave of his hand, he shook Jiang Yingying out, and said coldly, "If you don’t want to drink with me, get out!"The flying sword turned into iron filings with the flick of Zhuge’s dim fingers. With a wave of his hand, he shook Jiang Yingying out, and said coldly, "If you don’t want to drink with me, get out!"
"You, you don’t put me in the eyes of Tianyi Pavilion!" Jiang Yingying blushed with anger. At this moment, another person came to the restaurant, turned out to be a