m get rid of the threat from the Golden Winged Little Peng King.Such kindness would not be overlooked by a young man.So he told him the truth."Thank you for your help, sir. My name is Yi Yu, and I am...Jun Xiaoyao is openly slapping him in the face.Not even a shred of respect!The Son of the Red Dust, surrounded by an aura that fluctuated with the rhythm of life and death. A faint scent of the mundan...