Wang Lao Er

"How about you come?"
Ishmael Kearns simply dropped the offer.
"…"
Wang Jianguo was stunned, and then he was angry. In Jinling, apart from his old father, who dared to talk to him like this? Who would not flatter him when they saw him?
How dare he do that to a young boy who is still wet behind the ears?
"Do you know who I am?"
Wang Jianguo had a cold face, and his eyes were like a sharp blade rising into the sky, piercing straight at Ishmael Kearns.
"hehe."
Unexpectedly,...