C1168 Martial Skill Pavilion(2)

"I..."

Hearing this, Lizheng Hanrui almost spat out blood.

She looked at Chu Mo with some resentment, as she had nothing to say.

As a royal goddess, Lezheng Hanrui had never known that there was someone who was so short of money. She could not understand Chu Mo's actions for the sake of money.

"I can't be bothered with you. I hope you won't regret it!"

As she spoke