C92 Thunder Demonic Spirit
"Hmph, what's it to you?" Lyu Ling'er's sharp tongue didn't miss a beat. Despite the other party's seemingly polite demeanor, she had caught the disdainful glance they had cast at her little brother and was in no mood to be cordial.
Mo Chongtian, unfazed, suddenly proposed, "We've stumbled upon a site of great fortune. Would the young lady be interested?"
The little girl