C890 A Political Dispute

"How dare you!" Guo Jia slammed his hand on the table and started cultivating. Although it was too late, his talent was average. With Lee Mo's teachings, his strength was much stronger than ordinary people. The palm hit the table and instantly produced an explosive sound.

"Guo Jia, you are just a captain of the security team. What do you know? As long as we maintain the law and order of Ink City