C207 A Hundred Million Dollars' Protection Fee

Chiang Wuming shook the whiskey a few times before taking a sip from his lips. His movements were graceful, but when paired with his bald head, it looked somewhat comical.

Although Chiang Wuming's head was bare, no one dared to go up and ask him for the reason. No one knew that Chiang Wuming had actually become a monk in the past three years, and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds