C447 Real Man

"This won't do. What is this thing? I've been travelling for so many years, but I've never seen it before?"

Inside the villa, Wugong Wenzhi was muttering to himself while holding two shiny black gems. As for Zuo Ci and Weiqing, they were sitting at a table at the side, happily chatting. The young geniuses had been quiet for decades, and once again reached the peak, Zuo Ci's face turned red