C290 Buying Your Life

"Fushou, Fushou, wake up!" A graceful figure walked towards Fushou. Fushou remembered that person's voice, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Fushou, Fushou. " The man called out a few more times. Fushou remembered that this was Feng Qingxu. It had been a long time since he last saw him.

"Fushou? Fushou?" The voice became clearer and clearer