Zhu Yu was stunned. "Miss, let me do it."
Right at that moment, the weight on Lu Liangwei's hands lightened. The little beggar had been carried off by someone.
Lu Liangwei was a little astonished when she saw who did it. "Why are you here?"
Chu Qi glanced at her without saying a word.
It was only then that Lu Liangwei saw Long Yang appearing behind him.
This man was wearing an ordinary loose, green robe today. He could scarcely hide his charisma and charm while walking on the busy street.
His deep, mysterious eyes looked over from afar and people immediately held their breath as an invisible feeling of pressure enveloped wherever he looked.
He was holding a hand fan that was not opened. All he did was hold on to it.
He walked over casually, moving a little lazily and a little carefree.
