C404 Haste

"Huo Zheng!"

Someone shouted, and the others looked at him.

A middle-aged figure slowly stepped onto the stairs. Looking at his back, he looked pathetic and pitiful.

Perhaps, the people in other people's eyes now looked like this. The others looked at the figure that was slowly walking over and thought.

The person who came was Huo Zheng.

Huo Zheng nodded slightly at the crowd