C1204 Anemophilus

Huang Yuan's brows wrinkled even tighter. His old face was twisted like a piece of rag full of wrinkles.

As the Vice Chairman of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce and a Quasi-Saint, she was naturally well-informed.

There were still sacristy present even if the Desolate War Institution's Sage was not being used, so of course the Sihai Chamber of Commerce had their own sacristy