C472 Nine Bends Spring(6)

He leaned against the tea table behind him with a guilty conscience. The old shopkeeper used his wide sleeves to cover the two black wooden boxes on the tea table. His smile at this moment was a little stiff, and he was sweating profusely behind his back. Looking at Ye Chuxue's eyes, his gaze became a little profound, as if he could not understand this young man who was not afraid of anything