Chapter 1181: A Summer Insect's Words About Ice

und four or five million taels."Even Chen Tong couldn't help but glance at He Kun, who was lying on the ground trembling, after hearing the final number.Four to five million taels!What is this concept...Chapter 1181: Summer Insect Speaks of Iceowed to the elderly fisherman and said, “Every sip and every peck is predetermined by fate. Now he holds the highest position in the land, yet he can only lie in bed like a living dead man. But the pr...