chapter 293 Prison of Wind

After all, this competition was organized by his son. "Yun Qingyan, is this what you mean?" The young servant looked at Yun Qingyan, who was sitting with his eyes closed, with a threatening look. Half a while passed. Seeing that Yun Qingyan didn't react at all, the young servant's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "I didn't expect that such an arrogant person would exist in the small Tianjian Sect!" Sitting at the same table with Xie Xiaoyan. As the host of this banquet, Feng Shaoyu's...