Chapter 184

ng, Mr. Zhao!" as they spoke and fanned themselves with their hands."Master Xu, how many grains of rice are left in the bowl" someone else asked."Twenty!" Xu Wenda said."You got it wrong!" the Taoist...Chapter 184

Zhao Ping'an had no psychological pressure at all, and directly opened his mouth, liking something meant he had to get it. Money was nothing but an external thing. It wasn't just dust billowing up from the ground, causing sand and stones to fly everywhere and trees to tremble.It was almost simultaneous.>Zhao Ping'an ignored him completely and continued to walk...