
The old pawnshop's face darkened, as if he wanted to slap each of those heirloom spirits.
Can you at least discuss with me before you speak?
If you continue to behave like this, how will His Majesty Feng see me?
The old pawnbroker coughed, an apologetic smile was seen on his face, "His Highness Feng, that customer hid his aura, and he even covered his face, but this is the Heaven Pawnshop, this is the Sky Pawnshop, so seeing her looks won't be hard…"
"Shhhh!"
A scroll shot out and floated before Feng Zu...