looked over, opened his mouth, and spoke with a hint of anger and frustration.Si Kong Hengyu touched his face, but there was not a trace of guilt on his face. His brows and eyes were still as icy and...wanted to hide. 。He then saw a glimpse of cloth, distinctly not the brightly colored fabric with tribal motifs embroidered by villagers, but something more akin to modern...And then he saw Yang Liu an...