Chapter 1677: It's a Misunderstanding

th the third towel.The waterlogged towel, heavy and thick, had completely covered Zhao Zeyou's mouth and nose. He was already gasping for air due to the intense pain, but now he was completely cut of...are no less than mine.""Alright."Zhao Xuanji saw that Fu Yuzhi was becoming more and more excessive, and calmly spoke to interrupt his mockery."Now the four of us are sitting at a table, united as com...