C56 High Fever

Mo Lin, who was standing behind him, did not dare to say anything. He could only shut his mouth and silently feel regret for those expensive antiques.

"Tell me, what's so good about Jin Yushen's disease? How many more years could he live? Is he more handsome than me? " Suddenly, Jin Beiqing pulled Mo Lin's collar and asked with a sinister look in his eyes.

Wu Tie swallowed his saliva