C1164 The Robe of the Ancient People

Black lines appeared on Yang Xuan's forehead. He had no idea how this bastard's brain worked. How could he still be thinking about making a fortune at such a time?

"Didn't you say that your Red Shirt Sect has money? Why are you so poor that you even want money from the dead?"

Yang Xuan asked, speechless.

Red Sparrow raised her eyebrows and said