"Not bad, but if you know this kind of thing at the age of six, you still have a bright future."

"Bah, shameless!"

"Jiang Zigui, you like to poke your nostrils with your hair. What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Du looked at another fat middle-aged man fiercely.

Jiang Zigui's expression changed drastically.

"Zhou Cao, you don't like to use your own hair, but like to collect other people's hair for poking!"

"Huh, what kind of hobby is this?"

"Use...use someone else's hair to poke your own nostrils, hey...breathe!"

"I don't dare to look, I don't dare to look!"

Outside the Destiny Palace, a large number of people were happily watching Jiang Duzai and the Destiny Palace frantically calculating each other's secrets.

Some people have even started eating, and most of them are looking at this scene with disgust, desire, and smiles on their faces.

Disgusted at the same time, relished at the same time.
Chapter completed!