Come for My Xiao Jiu
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Huo Xian took several minutes to finish understanding Zong Zhengyu's words.
He looked at the man in front of him silently.
Having such a rival in love was very frustrating and a blow.
Because this man was mature and perfect.
Whether it was his identity, background, or ability, this man was enough to kill a large number of people in an instant.
That was why Huo Xian knew that he had lost the moment he saw the Seventh Master.
He was utterly defeated.
"Where is Anan now?" Huo Xian asked.
Zong Zhengyu didn't answer, he just gave Huo Xian a "you're an idiot" look.
Huo Xian fell silent.
He knew that he was asking an idiotic question.
It was just that this matter was too sudden and he could not digest it. He said, "I'll go home now and ask my family to help..."
"I advise you not to arrange anything." Zong Zhengyu interrupted.
Huo Xian was very anxious. "Then I can't do anything but wait for news?"