Song San rarely smoked.
At least, he was personally not that addicted. However, at this point, as he saw the figure before him.
The corner of his lips twitched, but he couldn't work up the slightest smile.
Instead, as an extremely rare occurrence, he retrieved a cigarette from his pocket, his lowered eyes looking very serious.
Those leering eyes across him were undeniably gorgeous. Although she acted arrogantly, that familiar leisurely tone made his heart shake violently instead.
He turned his head sideways and said to the person beside him. "Release them."
The mere two words were more solemn than ever.
"Master San!" The great sorcerer laid in the pool of blood as he looked at Song San in disbelief.
However, Song San didn't look at him. His pair of usually mild eyes looked at Su Huiqing seemingly thoughtfully. "All of you leave."
He had no choice but to give in.
Apollo was the Number One Arms Dealer for a reason.
