This is a waste of resources.

Just take a sledgehammer and hit a piece of floor, steal it and sell it, it will be enough to become a billionaire.

The shorter ones face the entrance horizontally, and only two cushions were placed on both sides.

On the futon facing away from the door, a man sat cross-legged quietly.

This is a young man in his thirties.

He is wearing a black robe, slender figure, and handsome as if he is almost a monster.

The long black hair, like a waterfall, drooped straight to the ground like silk.

He formed a strong visual contrast with the white ground.

The man in black robe put his hands in his dantian, holding a tabby cat curled up in his left hand, with a bitchy fat and slender tail.

Su Mu would definitely know this young man if he wanted to be here.

And the little tiger in his hand.

There are the ancestors of the Su clan.

Su Youyang.

The elevators slid silently and Zhu Youchun walked in solemnly.

Then, he sat respectfully on the cushion opposite Su Youyang.

"What do you say about that little guy in the Huai family?"

Zhu Youchun's heart thumped.

The head of the Huai family is just a little guy in this mouth.

That's right.

This person...!

Not to say.

"When Huai's come back, he will move."

"Move?"

Su Youyang smiled slightly:

"Then let Su Mu... kill his grandson!"
Chapter completed!