Chapter 1988 (1/2)

I'm afraid he didn't listen to the gossip all the way?

At the thought of this, his heart tightened violently, as if he had been stabbed by a sharp thorn.

He puffed out a foul breath, then calmly took off his mask, revealed his true face, and walked towards Lancelot.

Looking at the beloved, eyes have light, the corner of the mouth can not help but rise.

It seems that the pain caused by those vicious words is much less.

Lancelot saw him at a glance, and got up at once, somewhat restrained, and flicked the ashes of the bullet and smoothed the folds.

After finishing his clothes, he strode towards him.

”It's hard all the way. It's windy outside.”

The two people chatted and laughed, and there were more people around, pointing.

”These two men are too blatant, aren't they?”

”Yes, it's just shameless. In public, it's just blasphemy.”

”Such a man, or our royal highness!”

”That Milo doesn't look like a good thing either...”

Originally, the front words were not enough to make Lancelot move, but on hearing this last sentence, he stepped suddenly and clenched his fist soundlessly.

Milo understood something. Stop it immediately.

”Now we are at the top of the storm, or not...”

”They can say me, but not you.”

He said coldly.

He turned directly and looked coldly at the chattering people.