"Hurry up."
Qin Feiyang urged.
In this current era, Dragon Blood is extremely rare.
Even if you have power and influence, you cannot obtain it.
And those ten drops of Dragon Blood were exchanged from Sun Dahai after much difficulty.
Such important things, how could they be lost?
This bastard truly is becoming more and more unreliable.
"I can't remember."
A moment passed.
Fatty looked timidly at Qin Feiyang, shaking his head.
"You..."
Qin Feiyang was about to get angry, but suddenly he noticed a hint of mischief hidden in Fatty's eyes.
"Playing with me?"
Qin Feiyang was stunned, face turning serious, "Give me the Qiankun Bag, I'll find it myself."
"I really don't have it."
Fatty's expression turned flustered, quickly claiming.
"Give it to me!"
Qin Feiyang's gaze became increasingly cold, his tone leaving no room for dissent.
Fatty whined, "Why don't you believe Master Fatty? When has Master Fatty ever deceived you?"
"Still pretending?"
"Do you need a beating?"
