iandé, Long Huáiyù coldly smiled and said: 'As long as he gets impatient, then we'll have the upper hand.'""That's best."Long Tiande nodded, feeling that his son was right.As the father and son steppe...the direction of the voice. He saw a middle-aged man in silk clothes, glittering with jewels and adorned with gold, silver, and jade, walking out of the rice shop.This man was thin, but he liked to ad...