C1617 It Was Insignificant

Right before Zhao Faangcai could regain his senses.

Yang Bao turned around and walked in front of Zhao Faangcai. He said angrily, "Zhao Faangcai, take care of yourself. I can't help you. I am in front of Master Lin . What?"

* Hong! *

Yang Bao's words struck Zhao Faangcai's head like five lightning strikes. Zhao Faangcai's facial expression instantly became as pale as a dead man's face