C87 Internal Strife

"Where's the money?"

"What about our money?"

"We worked hard to earn that!"

Not only were the others anxious, even Chang Qingtian couldn't stay still. Before they left, he had checked a few times to make sure they had transferred it into his account. But why was he gone now?

If the money in this account were to disappear … Then...

As this thought flashed through Chang Qingtian's mind