C317 Zhang 31st Was Willing to be Your Blade.
Bu Liuhen looked at Chen Ming’s calm eyes and said, “Sir, you must not laugh. Now is not the time to joke around.”
Chen Ming’s fan covered his laughing face, leaving only his crying face. It meant that he was unhappy, “The Faceless Cultivator never laughs. The world in your eyes is too small.”
“I have a deal that you cannot refuse. If it can be refused, then it will not be a perfect deal
