C186 A treacherous three thousand dollars!

Shua …

Hearing that, Jing Wuming's playful gaze instantly landed on the three thousand gold coins old man, "Damn fatty, are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

"Well, that's what you said. However … Why don't you take out the spatial ring first? Otherwise … What if you go back on your word? Not only must you take it out first, you must also give it to the City Lord first