C107 Sequelae

His uncle was middle-aged and his body was a little fat. A businessman's long time of socializing had encouraged the production of beer belly. With the company's pressure on him alone, his body was more or less damaged. He felt uncomfortable.

"Stop, all of you stop! Get out, quickly!" Daoist Priest Qin pinched his fingers and calculated. His frown deepened.

When everyone heard this