C2177 Miasma

"Tsk! Bro! She thinks you're giving her too little money! ..." " The thin man muttered. Before he could finish his sentence, the book in Yin Cheyue's hand smashed onto his forehead, instantly creating a bloody hole...

"Ah!" The thin man screamed in pain and covered his head with his hand. When he saw the blood all over his hand, he was so frightened that his face turned pale