C880 This won't do

Abe Lingguang told Ling Feiyu. Now he had a business. It was the Western White Skin that had been ordered by him. A bronze weapon or something. Of course, there was no lack of money.

"I don't want to do this business anymore. Yet, someone has come knocking to give us money. " Ling Feiyu hung up the phone. What would he do if he didn't reply to Abe Lingguang at that time?

"Forget it