After a brief pause, he continued, "In addition, the legend about his origin has basically been implemented!"
"Really? Where are you from?" Feng Huakun was slightly stunned.
"The top of Tianshan Mountain!" the old man replied after taking a deep breath.
"Huh?!" Feng Huakun's pupils shrank, "Are you sure?"
"Nine times out of ten!" the old man responded again.
call!
Feng Huakun exhaled a heavy breath, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face.
He lit a cigar and took a deep drag. "Even so, Maorong must settle this debt with him!"
After finishing speaking, he picked up his cell phone from the coffee table and dialed a number.
Chapter completed!