C1401 Three Requirements for the Distinction

Mo Ziyan looked at the Old Ancestor's flustered expression, and a cruel smile appeared on his cold lips.

"In the deal, my mom is already generous enough to sell her youngest son. I'm rather curious, how much are you guys planning to 'sell' it with me?"

"Ziyan, what nonsense are you talking about? Mo Ziyanson is like this, why did you turn bad too?" When Mr. Mo heard Jack's outrageous words