C23 True Dragon Fist!

Qin Fann nodded and did not linger, he cupped his fists and walked into his own room.

After entering the room, he did not suppress himself and let out a hearty laugh. He was very satisfied with his harvest this time.

"It should be enough for a while."

Qin Fann was roasting in the house, grilling and drooling at the same time.

A strange look appeared in his eyes