C619 We Serve as Role Models

Loong Jiaoyang smiled and shook his head. "I'm not short of money."

The old man's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at the Sword Slave, He Xin, and asked gently, "Little brother, 50 million Gold Coins to buy the Battle Immortal Medicine in your hand. Are you selling it?"

"I'm going to ask my Young Lord when I get back." Sword Slave He Xin's heart was moved