C3525 The Red Talent Pill.

"My lord, the three of them have left"

In the restaurant just now, a man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheeks who had repeatedly said he didn't know was respectfully kneeling on the ground. Not far away, under a grape rack in the backyard of a fabric shop, a man was leisurely lying on a rocking chair three meters away.

If it were a few more months, this man would look like a rich old master