C971 A Good Son-in-law

"Forgive you?"

Jian Shilin pointed at Chen Mo's nose, and said coldly: "You want me to forgive you?"

Chen Mo had a bad premonition, but he still nodded his head.

Jian Shilin immediately said, "Fine, when you climb to the top floor of the Yu Mo Ink Tower, I will forgive you on the spot!"

Chen Mo sweated.

Even if he was a Collapse Strength Martial Cultivator