C114 Buy lan yi pavilion

It was a man dressed in grey. Her long hair fell loose from her waist. He looked extremely dejected, and his entire body reeked of alcohol. He simply looked like a piece of trash.

"This is silver taels." Situ Yaorao passed two taels of silver to the man. The man extended his hand to receive the banknote, and a black handprint was pressed down on it. As Situ Yaorao watched