C177 Pity

When he saw Zhang Fann, although he couldn't see his face clearly, his legs went weak and he found it difficult to breathe. In the next moment, he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Zhang Fann.

It seemed that this was the only way he could relax.

"I, I'm a blabbermouth. Please don't blame me..."

The man treated Zhang Fann as if he was a god or a Bodhisattva