"No, there isn't!"
Zhiyun, worried that Qin Feng would be persecuted by them, frowned and said, "As you can see, he's just a low-level martial master, how could he possibly have money?"
"I really do."
Qin Feng said from the side.
"..."
Zhiyun almost coughed up blood.
Is he an idiot?
Can't he see that I'm speaking on his behalf!
Does he have to be satisfied only when those people have completely destroyed him!
She knew Qin Feng was powerful.
But still, the people sitting here were the leaders of various Sects, and their unions were not to be taken lightly.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
At this moment, everyone laughed excitedly.
They had encountered a big fat sheep.
And this big fat sheep was a fool; how could they not be happy?
"Kid."
