Purple Mansion Doomsday

"Where is Emil Dagman?" The voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of coldness. The snow-white and stunning figure was like a mountain of ice and snow. "Um" The Purple Mansion Patriarch slowly turned his gaze to Meng Qing and asked coldly, "What are you looking for Emil Dagman for?" "Where is Emil Dagman?" Meng Qing asked again, her voice still as cold as before, without answering the question of the Purple Mansion Patriarch. At this moment, she only wanted to know where Emil Dagman was. Everyone...