C135 On the Ghost

The old man raised his eyelids and swept a glance over him. He did not say anything, but his hand was knocking against the table.

Laoshi and Lee Changfu were both shocked. Then, an awkward expression appeared on his face.

Lee Qiqiao almost burst out laughing. Old man, it's fine if you hit the table, but why do you need to tick your other finger?

It was Shen Qiubai. He raised his eyebrows