C1192 Object!

Hearing his son's name, Zou Bingjian's face suddenly darkened. He glared at Jiang Zhuo and said coldly, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Zhuo's expression was strange. He flipped his palm and threw something out. It rolled to the bottom of Zou Bingjian's feet.

Zou Bingjian was startled and quickly took a step back. He lowered his head to look at the thing on the ground