C239 Survival Desire

Loo Ming was like a godly weapon that had descended from the sky. He stood at the door with an imposing manner, holding a Flying Dagger that was shining with a cold light, and looked at everyone with a ridiculing expression.

"Patriarchs, it's been a long time. Is your wife, son, elder, and child well?"

This simple sentence made everyone's faces change drastically