"The old monk is really hidden!"
Lin Ning's face was a little dignified. She came down from the bed, dressed only in middle clothes, and walked back and forth in the room.
As a vigorous man, he inevitably had some reaction in the morning, but he was totally unaware of it. He was swinging around under an indecent tent.
When the red bird saw the red phoenix's eyes flickering, Tian Wuniang sighed and got up to fetch clothes for someone and waited on him to change them.
Lin Ning didn't care about these details. After frowning for a long time, he asked, "Yuan Er, Pu Hong and Shang Guozhen pick the top four masters? How long do you think he can hold on?"