C1275 The pigeon in the mouth flew away

Guo Fuhui pondered for a moment. Even though he had no other choice, he still told his where Wu Hao was.

"Mine?"

Hearing his reply, the five of them looked at each other in dismay.

"Stinking brat, this young master is asking you, what kind of mine is it? Where is that mine?"

Gong Junchi looked unfriendly, and suddenly questioned him.

"It's just a very deep mine with black crystals