C462 Trading Chips

"Ding, ding, ding..." The ringing of the phone interrupted Old Madam Ling's words. Ling Han just glanced at her and hung up. He then looked directly at his mother. "What's wrong?" Before Old Madam Ling could speak, another ringtone suddenly stopped.

"Who are you?" Her tone was flat but it carried a murderous aura. Just her aura was enough to make the other party retreat three feet