Chapter 1783

n the thousand-year-old snow ginseng. I am not really sure if it is a thousand years, but at least it will be more than five hundred years."Ye Chen gave a hum and praised, "Old Shi, you have done this...but just then, the servant suddenly ran over and said nervously, "Mr. and Mrs., the second master and the third master are all here."Lin Wanqiu frowned and asked in a cold voice, "what are they doing...