C1797 Hit the Muzzle of a Gun

If he lost, he would have to crawl out of this street. Ann Sudong probably wouldn't have the face to stay here any longer.

Ann Sudong's gaze was also stern. He naturally didn't care about the business competition, but Xue Yue was clearly challenging him.

Hmph, if you want to die, don't blame me for it.

You want to compete with an Emperor of the Tao of Pill in Pill Refining