C1266 CHAPTER1266 SISTER'S MISFORTUNE

To some extent, it was normal to face questions. Sam Moreels had never really been bothered by it. Good wine needs no bush, after all. Once people experienced the effects of these products, all rumors would cease. On this point, Sam Moreels was absolutely confident.

"My... my hands were injured by the celestial soldiers back then. Because they were harmed by celestial energy