Chapter 1190: The Ancient Moonna at the Auction House

casting an eerie red glow. Tang Wulin, already drenched in sweat despite his usual stoic demeanor, stood beside Mang who also had beads of perspiration trickling down his forehead.This is the feelin...y, they were all still young and couldn't decide what they truly liked. Thankfully, they had over two years to think about it; there was plenty of time.Wu Changkong said faintly, "Alright, that's all...