Chapter 717: Concealing

smiled faintly and raised his lips, still impatiently correcting himself.The shopkeeper poked his head out and handed the packaged osmanthus cake to Fu Mo Han. His honest face turned to Lin Jin Ran, “...orgot to help him recover the scattered shares."As the crowd listened, expressions of disbelief and surprise flickered across their faces. No matter how much the old gentleman spoke, the situation was...