"Your Excellency, you either feel sorry for me or you feel sorry for my third brother. I really want to know who you are living for in this life."
The indifferent, unhurried, neither high nor low voice sounded in the empty inn, and it was too clear to be ignored.
The cold expressions of Fu Yuanzhou and Jiang Tingyou changed in an instant.
But the difference is that the former is a knowing smile, while the latter is a mixture of shock and consternation.
Jiang Tingyou looked behind Fuyuan Zhou fiercely. The movement was so fierce that he could even hear the bones of his neck twisting, which was enough to prove his shock.
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