C158 Xiantian Qi

"Brother Zhu, I only wanted to protect this youth, and did not want him to become the Tang Clan's medicine offering. Your Zhu Clan needs third grade pills, and you can also let this little brother refine them." Tang Zicheng was a cunning old fox, he knew that he had to win over his allies and turn this situation around.

Sure enough, Zhu Ming's expression changed a little