C57 Ling Long Workshop

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Yuetian narrowed his eyes. He raised his leg and kicked the man's leg. Damn it, he's taking a mile for an inch, and he still wants to serve me? Is the Lord here to sell?

Jun Mo took a deep breath and obediently sat down at the side.

"I'm giving you face. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have greeted you and went straight there. " Seeing this person baring his teeth in pain