Chapter 307

eight grand masters!Here it is: Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!One hundred and eight grandmasters simultaneously supported each other with both hands, their qi surgi...Chapter 307

Zhao Ping'an wondered, since Gu Qingming and the Ye family were very familiar with each other and also knew about things in the capital city, it would be better to ask him who the old man and young man who wanted to kill Ye Yaohuang were!

Not only can we get the answer, but we can also make Ye Yaoqing happy.

Double win!

"Really"

"Of course it's true, do you think I'm joking"

Zhao Ping'an still didn't look at him kindly: "You can leave now. I have something to do with Yao Qing."

Since it's a sensitive topic, I can't ask her directly in front of Ye Yaoqing. She's still in a state of amnesia and we don't want to upset her.

" 'Ugh…'" Gu Qingming was choked again, his face flushed red. He thought Zhao Ping'an was just perfunctory, so he slowly looked at Ye Yaoqing.

"Peace, a gentleman's word is like a galloping horse that is hard to catch up to, so one mustn't go back on their word." Ye Yaoqing smiled, but her heart was increasingly shaken. Uncle Gu, who was usually quick-tempered, had been repeatedly stumped by Zhao Ping'an!

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

What are you asking me to do

Of course, I can't deceive you any more than I could deceive anyone else. A promise is a promise.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Zhao Ping'an smiled, then looked at Gu Qingming. He seemed like a different person, his voice cold as he said, "Alright, go back first and I'll contact you when I have time."

Gu Qingming's face darkened with a black line. What did he think he was

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He forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, this time it definitely won't happen. Come on, let's go upstairs first."

Yè Yáoqíng looked into his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and slowly got up. She was also very curious about what Zhào Píng'ān wanted to do

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