C919 God of Fortune?

"Anything else?" Lin Feng stopped and glanced at Fatty Zhen as he asked helplessly. He thought to himself, "Looks like this guy has stirred up quite a bit of trouble."

Fatty Zhen frowned and thought about it for a long time before saying nervously, "Brother Ye, all the tokens that our batch of new disciples have received, have all been injected …"

"You want to win back your bet