Chapter 138 Don't waste my time

a room at the back. There, they saw a thin middle-aged man in roughspun hemp clothing writing something down!Hearing someone enter, the middle-aged man raised his head slightly and then exclaimed in s...onze cymbal in his hand at Chen Ping.Soon, the copper cymbal grew larger in mid-air, beams of light shooting out from it and directly illuminating Chen Ping.Instant killing intent filled the air, and...