C35 Fight

Gu Heng used his nails to tap on his old tea jar. A crisp sound rang in Zhuang Qiu's ears.

"No need. You should go back to where you came from. Anyway, this old man of mine is going to be buried sooner or later. There are only a few days left to live. You young people should go do whatever you want. Today is the new year, right? You should go back early