C502 Slap

In the middle of the winter, nine out of ten cattle pens were empty.

There were three consecutive sounds of thunder. More and more people were watching and pointing at Chu Xiangdian and Zhuang Ruomeng, and their discussions became more and more intense.

The shopkeeper was the closest to Zhuang Ruomeng. Due to the fact that he had been guided by Zhuang Ruomeng all these years