Chapter 912: Death Without Regret

is table imitation is too bad, it cost me a handful of gold powder!"Chen Ping picked up a wet wipe and wiped his mouth, a slight smile playing on his lips.Leng Bing's face was dark and gloomy, it was...Seeing the next one was Watanabe Ichiro, that Songpa's face obviously changed, looking at this Watanabe Ichiro, Songpa still seemed to be afraid.

"Is it you who steps down yourself, or do I need to take action"

Watanabe Ichiro looked at Songpa with a disdainful expression and asked.

Songpa frowned, although he was wary of Watanabe Ichiro. But now, in front of so many people and at such an occasion, how could Songpa possibly concede defeat voluntarilyf it hadn't been for Yuan Baozhong's composure, he would have knelt before Chen Ping just now."You're talking too much. If you have nothing else to offer, get lost."Chen Ping did not answer Yuan Baozh...