"Damn it! Yesterday it was three hundred and twenty gold, how can it become five hundred and twenty today? That's obviously manipulation!"
The proud and melancholic face, the anger and discomfort were clearly evident. The small rain fell on her, sliding down. Thin clothes made him frown.
The cold wind became fierce, wet hair flying from one side to the other, he couldn't help but wrap his clothes tighter and rush to the Bank Mansion.
"Five hundred and two! Five hundred and two!" Ao Cangsheng walked while thinking blankly. The extra two hundred and twenty-two gold was earned by his half a month's hard work.
Thinking about it, rain on my head, even more anxious, oh, it's like all heading towards dust.
"Damn it! I'll definitely save the remaining twenty-two gold and then buy a piece to continue practicing." Yuan arrogantly said, but his tone had an unyielding tenacity.
