C242 Money in hand

"Again!"

smilemil looked at the child standing in front of him holding Tang Dao, his eyes full of interest.

Originally, he didn't think much of this delicate and tender young master, but unexpectedly, he was unwilling to admit defeat.

"Alright."

Eleven rises from the ground and rubs his injured arm.

It was said that smilemil was a blade wielding expert