C1503 The Cultivating Round Tower

The voice was not loud, but it was like a bomb that had been dropped onto the surface of a calm lake.

The rent had already risen to sixty million. Which prodigal would still want to increase the price?

Swish!

In an instant, countless gazes turned to look at the source of the voice, and finally landed on the indifferent face of Ye Feng.

"Hmm?"

Even Elder Feng, who had been smiling