pring as if nothing had happened, his rage boiled over. He gritted his teeth and roared, “You, you despicable woman!” “Uh…” Qin LuoYan shook her head, unfazed, and put on her shoes and socks. “Where d..."

“Later, later help… ” Xiaolong’s mouth twitched, seeming to not understand what she was saying

" 。Yisheng and Xu Hou both looked towards Xiaolong, their eyes gleaming with mischief. 。"I really don't know what you're talking about..."Xiao Long's words were cut off before he could finish, and Qin LuoYan calmly spat out three words, "Fu ZiMo" 。" Xiao Long's expression froze for a moment, a hint of panic flashing across his face. But he quickly recovered, though this time his lips trembled as if he didn't know what to say. 。He didn't speak, and Qin Luoyan continued, "You are Fu Zimo's person" 。She was speaking in a declarative sentence, not an interrogative one. So deep down, she had already confirmed Xiao Long's identity, but when she spoke those words, there was no excitement or joy on her face. Instead, there was a subtle hint of mockery. 。You don't need to deny it, I dare say so, of course. 。ngrier and angrier, so he quickly came out to smooth things over. "Alright, now is not the time to be arguing like this. Although Zhao Cheng has died, his army outside the city still needs to be dealt...