"You haven't even joined them yet, and you're already calling yourself a member of the soul suppression clan. You're just a dog that they keep, and the kind that doesn't feed bones!"
you ... uncle Xiang's single eye opened wide in anger after being cut and beaten by her words. His turbid eye was bloodshot, and his expression was ferocious.
The two of them were at loggerheads, and the atmosphere was tense. The two young men, who had just heard uncle Xiang's story, were full of questions, so scared that they did not dare to speak at this critical moment.
"Do you still want to listen? If you don't want to hear it, then get lost!" Uncle Xiang and Xiang four stared at each other for a long time, neither giving in.
The old man couldn't do anything to Xiang si, so he finally turned his eyes to song Qing and threatened.
