C182 Tomorrow Morning

Lin Cang's face was filled with grievance.

He was just a peak master of the Misty Snow Pill Sect, and he had been trapped for half a year.

Although he had a lot of Golden Origin Coins in his hands, did he think that he was opening a bank?

It was possible to open a bank, but if it was a sect, how could they have so much money in their hands?

The scene was extremely awkward.

"As a peak master