At the moment when the man surnamed Gan raised his head, his eyes suddenly straightened and his body petrified. His mind was blank, and his heart filled with infinite questions, "isn't it old tea? This is special for the old tea. It's useless for ordinary people. Who are these people? Why are you here? Why didn't I find out just now? "

when the people of the surname Gan are full of doubts, Chunan has reached out and grabbed the six pieces of Yanlong tea as if they were fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea. The people of the surname Gan have just come back to...