C130 The Four Great Mysteries of the Misty Heaven Palace

In the VIP special freedom trading room, the old man at the center desk stood there, waiting for everyone to speak.

Han Feng naturally went back to his seat and continued eating the fruit. He had no intention of standing up again.

Dongfang Shaohong, on the other hand, had a resentful expression on his face. Previously, he had a pretty good impression of Han Feng