C610 Tell Me Is It Fragrant

The green-robed middle-aged man forgot to answer Ye Xiaofan as his legs trembled on the spot.

"Tell me, what is a fist!"

Ye Xiaofan's expression was calm as he stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. Clenching her fist tightly, she spoke again.

"No …" "I don't know!"

The green-robed middle-aged man immediately shook his head. Beads of sweat were quickly forming on his forehead