C606 Transactions

"Master, what do you think about tomorrow's matter?"

At night, Han Wu laid on his bed. Although his face was still pale, but his mental state was clearly not bad.

It was clear that Han Cheng had treated Han Wu well before.

"What is it? Don't tell me you suspect that your master's skills are inferior to that of a little kid whose hair has yet to grow? "

Han Cheng laughed in disdain