Hearing the discussion around him, Song Jiu Yuan felt a strange discomfort in his heart. He frowned and looked at the two people on stage, feeling a little regretful.,He gritted his teeth angrily, "Trash, this king doesn't care how those people are, I must get the Lóshíteng!",That look sent shivers down Jiang Wan's spine. She could only grit her teeth and say to Miss Shu:。