C897 Celestial Young Master

"Nope." Leng Yihan grinded his teeth, took out a bag of high-grade mixed primeval stone from his storage ring and threw it at Bai Li.

Zhuo Qingyun also took out a stack of silver bills and passed it to Bai Li.

With the mixed stone on his left hand and the silver on his right, Bai Li instantly felt that his life was complete.

"It's better to stay at home. I have a sense of belonging