Chapter 954: Mission

rd your grain, preferring to let it rot rather than sell it at a reasonable price. Now, the market price of a pound of white rice has increased tenfold. Who is to blame for this It is the fault of you....Then, the three treasures kicked out with a leg. Meng Po's body hunched over, her eyes widened, and in those aged and cloudy eyes was an unparalleled pain. A footprint had somehow been pressed into t...