Zhang Wentian shamelessly grabbed Wang Yang's arm and pouted, coquettishly saying.,Qin Chuan, already withered and emaciated, was covered with all sorts of pipes. Beside him stood a few people, including a middle-aged couple. Although both wore anxious expressions on their faces, Qin Chuan saw through their feigned worry to the cruelty lurking beneath.,For this one glance, I have yearned for a full nine hundred years!。