As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Li Jianlan hand and left.
Pan Fanqing was so choked that he couldn' t speak. After a long while, he pointed his hand at his back repeatedly." Old Zhou, take a look. The good man your disciple found is rude and rude. He really has a white face. "Old Zhou, if I were you, I would' ve long provoked my disciple to leave with him!"
Zhou Zhihuai stroked his beard and said profoundly," I have the right to be rude."
Pan Fanqing was angered to the point of laughing." He's a vulgar villager, illiterate. What right does he have to be rude?"
Zhou Zhihuai cast a sidelong glance at him and said," This old man will bet with you that his fortune is above yours. Do you believe me?"
"He has great fortune? Ha..." Pan Fanqing stood up in anger. He circled around
