Urban Dark Lord

Wang Zheng lightly played with his sunglasses, then threw them onto Chu Zhaonan's desk and said, "Tyrannosaurus’ high-end custom-made sunglasses are indeed very good.","If you think I'm wrong, feel free to refute me. But I advise you, now that I'm here, I've come fully prepared." Coldness radiated in Wang Zheng’s gaze.,Chu Zhaonan's body had already gone limp in the chair, having no strength to even move!。