C90 Treasury

"Plop!"

"Clank!"

After hearing Ye Xiaofan's words, Lei Dali, who had been holding himself up, felt his legs go weak. He fell on the ground again and knocked over the cup of boiling green tea on the table. The boiling tea splashed onto Lei Dali's face.

The fragrance of the tea filled the air. Lei Dali's face was flushed from the tea, looking like a monkey's ass.

"No, no. Where is the treasury