"Swoosh—!"
As Zhou Qing spoke, just like the time before, he emptied the contents of a second storage ring completely into the open!
He, Zhou Qing, might feel his scalp tingle from reciting such romantic words, and he strongly disagreed with his sect's peerless prodigy marrying a trash of a wife, but he would never embezzle a single thing entrusted to him for delivery.
Chapter 35