C2391 Selling Your Life for Money

The room was dark and the air was filled with the musty smell of wood. Di Ao and the other two people were very familiar with this smell. When forester was in Canada, they had almost vomited along with this smell every day.

In the dark behind the Table in the corner, a man with a face that could not be seen clearly was holding onto a Cigar and puffing out clouds and mist