C1572 Requesting Help(2)

Faang Cheng looked at the pained Nagasaki in front of him and felt that his preheating had reached the level he wanted. He walked to Nagasaki's side and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be so sad, Changjiang Lord..."

"Bullsh * t! The young lord died a horrible death, and you want our lord to not be sad? "Nonsense! Tell me