C1215 Notification of Critical Illness

"This old man's playthings have been seen through by us, to think that he's still trying to play dead. How could he possibly hide it from others?!"

Li Jiacheng fell to the ground with a thud. Not only did he not put out the anger of those who had caused trouble, but he had also added fuel to the fire. At some point in time, there were a few weasels with yellow hair among the crowd