C1224 Immortal Grass

"Hey hey hey, what are you saying? We are brothers after all, why aren't you being courteous!"

The middle-aged man who had been scolded, named Zhao Mingming, immediately said indignantly. He pointed at Zhao Mingxuan's father, Zhao Fanping, and started making a ruckus. However, he was scared stiff by the sound of someone hitting the table