The night was like a big piece of black jade, covering the entire port in deep darkness.
The backstage of Jinyun Tower usually looks quite spacious, but at this time it was as chaotic as a hornet's nest, with people shouting and horses barking, making people's heads hurt.
"Oh my God! How could this happen! That kid Liu Xi'er, why did something go wrong at this juncture!" The old class leader Zhou Tieshan's face full of vicissitudes of life was even more wrinkled at this time, just like the twists sold on the street.
He was so anxious that he wanted to shout at the top of his lungs as he walked up and down there.
