Luoyu's appearance at the Eastern Suburbs Sports Ground was unexpected.
She strode past two officers and approached Li Qiao, bowing slightly, "Are you alright?"
Li Qiao, leaning casually against the pool table, replied with indifference, "No, what brings you here?"
Luoyu took a step back, standing at an angle behind her, her tone flat, "Duty calls."
Li Qiao glanced at her, shaking her head dispassionately.
This person clearly radiated resistance, yet she acted contrary to her feelings.
Contradictory!
At that moment, due to the presence of the officers, the murmurs around Pavilion No. 2 had significantly hushed.
Xiao Wang and his colleague were inquiring about the situation with the person in charge of the venue when he caught sight of Li Qiao's figure.
Oh my god!
Why is this little ancestor here too?
Xiao Wang couldn't help but lose focus, letting his colleague continue the inquiry as he spun on his heel and made his way toward Li Qiao.
