C692 A Storm Breezes for 432 Years

Xin Yi gave a stuffy snort and looked at the big man with her round glasses, thinking, "Such a person is the best to deal with, they are lazy and think they are tightly holding onto a money tree, so they won't let go of anything, but as long as the silver is enough they will greedily accept the money and hand it over to the little girl. Xin Yi knew these shameless thoughts of theirs