C1756 Song Zhengde's Intention

Meng Ran put his hands in his pockets and shook his head casually. Uncle Dong instinctively thought that he wouldn't be able to guess it, but in fact, it was just Meng Ran's disdain.

Even if Uncle Dong and Soong Zhengde were two old foxes, no matter how shrewd they were, they could not escape from the word 'human'.

The Immortal Dao had existed for thousands of years