Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

ith nothing to do with him. 。The failures, destined to be forgotten.In the midst of cheers, Gu Yue suddenly released her hold on Tang Wulin's arm, turned towards the edge of the competition stage, an..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon, this assessment was just too painful. 。But this thought only appeared for a moment before being suppressed by himself. For his father, for finding his family, how could he give up The Golden Trident...