He only stood far away, not daring to approach Yue Jiaojiao.
Madam Qin squinted her eyes and looked at him carefully for a while. She didn't dare to assume and whispered, "My lady, his voice sounds…"
Yue Jiaojiao looked at a certain someone who didn't care about his image at all. "He sounds like Zhao Zhan, but he doesn't look like him, right?"
Madam Qin heard her say this.
She was even more indecisive. "This seems..."
Zhao Zhan was a hunter who could use a bow and shoot arrows.
He had a stoic back and a strong body.
He had a handsome face and a determined personality.
Jiaojiao paid attention to these kinds of things more than anyone else.
The dark-faced Zhao Zhan was standing not far away, but his eyes were still unusually bright.
There was a layer of moisture in his eyes, and he ran out again without a word.
