C691 Eight Thousand Dollars

Xiao Lin's last sentence was somewhat infuriating, but Qin Fei didn't take it seriously.

When he sent him back into the house, Qin Fei's face could not help but be covered with a layer of frost.

"Seventh Master, this brat is too infuriating. He deliberately came to find trouble today!"

He said coldly, "I really should teach him a lesson!"

"No."

Qin Fei waved his hand