C455 Canine scratch

After hanging up, Lao Yan looked dejected.

Small Dragon Snake's two to thirty seconds had already made him doubt his own life.

He had never felt that his eloquence was lacking.

The decoy was his skill, the Golden Skill!

But why is it getting worse these days?

Had he regressed, or was this society becoming more and more boastful?

He felt that Small Dragon Snake's IQ was rising sharply