Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

ith a sweaty face, asked."Mom, I'm fine. What's the rush"Chen Ping asked, puzzled."Aren't you worried about what might happen Your dad and I have put together some money, but I don't know if it's enou...thing, its mouth still chanting "hell!"This time, the head of the Duantian Sect was dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded!"Do you think he's capable of arresting us like this"Chen Ping asked with a nonc...