C91 Wound Management

Hee Chunyan picked up a silver ingot and bit on it hard. After realizing that it was real, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Yu, this …" Hee Chunyan's face was full of smiles, as if the person who was fighting previously was not him.

Lin Yuxing tilted his head and looked at the man in front of him. "Uncle, is there anything else?" His silver was not that easy to get