C68 Demon

"Hey, Chen Feng, my big brother, don't tremble like a little widow in a group of big men. We are all men, so we can say whatever we want."

City Lord Lo Donghan once again laughed like a wolf that had been extinguished. He sat down on the rattan chair.

The rattan chair let out a painful moan as if it was falling apart.

"Uh..."

Chen Feng was speechless

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