ng Wen Tian, only Bai Lang could hold this position.The white wolf stroked the golden chair with a complicated expression. He had finally made it to this position, a dream he'd held for so long.But ho...Chapter 1.

Section 109: Liu Qin's Thoughtsle curved Ye Fan's lips. This guy, probably went crazy from being cooped up in the hospital these days He needed to let loose.The deafening roars of the rocket launchers echoed continuously. Ye Fan kn...