a little bit walking all the way here.A pale white shirt, almost clinging to the body.Grandfather Fu frowned, his eyebrows seemingly as white as they were dyed, and asked in confusion, "Why are you s...ath statement, Fu Mochen raised his slender finger to his lips and took a sip of coffee, moistening his throat. All that could be heard in his earphones was the sound of scratching as a pentip touched...