"Wang Feiyu?"
Tang Hao raised an eyebrow.
Was it Wang Feiyu, the one she met at the Jade Lake Pavilion?
He seemed to have encountered it before at the primordial spirit Association.
"You're his brother?"
"Oh," Tang Hao said, then studied him again.
"Of course! I'm Wang luoyun!"
The young man from Cang Ming mountain raised his nose even higher.
"What's going on?"
Noticing the commotion, people from all directions looked over.
"That's the genius from Cang Ming mountain, the one in the fifth box just now, and that's the one with the surname mu. Didn't the two of them have a grudge just now? This is going to be interesting!"
Everyone revealed a look of good news.
"Mu, I know you. You're just a little pervert. I don't know how you managed to get close to Emperor shenwu, but you're rich now. I don't care about trash like you." Wang luoyun sneered.
