C417 Cardiac Abandonment
"Hey, Ling Ming, can you give me a few of your life monkey hair?"
"Zi Yin, what do you want my monkey hair for?"
"Who cares what I do, just tell me whether I give it to you or not!"
"Of course, of course …"
A hundred thousand years passed by just like every day, and every single drop of the past could still be seen in his mind
