The golden crow sets in the west, and the moon rabbit rises in the east.
A slanting sunset.
It's as if a layer of golden edge has been bordered on this stretch of sky.
At a certain tavern in Lingjing City.
"Qiao, what exactly are you planning?"
Xu Qiao and Ning Xuan sat facing each other, with Nan Xiaodu, Lord Du San, next to them.
At this moment, Lord Du San had a smiling expression, but every so often, a cold glint flashed across his eyes, as he said, "Little Qiao, always keeping to herself and uninvolved, now actually taking the initiative to find a culprit for someone?"
"Why are you here?"
Xu Qiao covered her mouth and nose, obviously displeased with the fragrance on Lord Du San.
Of course, what displeased her the most was this pervert's involvement.
At that time, a fight would be inevitable.
"I happened to know, and also happened to meet Ning Xuan, so I told him."
