Chapter: 1514

"How much is it?"

Yue Wuwei's aura changed, and he said with a smile on his face.

"One hundred million." Zhang Han replied calmly.

"Pfft...how much?" Yue Wuwei coughed twice, and asked a little stunned: "One hundred million? You have so much money?"

"hiss!"

The Great Elder trembled, his face a little excited.

"Get rich, get rich." The second elder muttered in a low voice.

Zhang Han ignored this, stared at Yue Wuwei, and said in a deep voice:

"Money, I gave it."

"Now."

"Tell me the news!"

"What's your attitude, kid?"

Yue Wuwei's eyes widened three points, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

"Um?"

Zhang Han frowned slightly, and the spiritual power in his body was like a volcano on the eve of eruption, ready to move.

This made the faces of the First Elder and the Second Elder change.

Isn't this guy really going to demolish the old temple?

Wang Ming also felt the pressure, and secretly smiled wryly.

He was afraid that Headmaster Yue was talking nonsense, and he was about to strike.

Wang Ming had no doubts about Zhang Han's pissing degree, just like he shot Shi Tianlei and the three of them to death before, killing them whenever he wanted, doing whatever he wanted, too casual.

But at this moment, Yue Wuwei's expression changed to a smile.

"For the sake of the money, come with me." After Yue Wuwei finished speaking, he stood up and took the lead towards the back door.

Zhang Han stepped forward and followed.

He just leaked some breath, and it was just a warning, showing his attitude of not wanting to listen to nonsense.

He didn't think too much about the shot, and at the same time felt that Yue Wuwei was a bit strange.

In the aura that just leaked out, it was already at the level of a master in the late stage, Yue Wuwei's gaze did not have the slightest turmoil, but instead had a hint of interest.

So Zhang Han's spiritual sense came out, and it turned out that Yue Wuwei... It didn't seem to be that simple.

However, no matter what Yue Wuwei's identity or background is, Zhang Han is not interested. All he cares about is the news of his parents.

In his dictionary, there are only three kinds of people, relatives, passers-by and enemies.

To his relatives, he values ​​love and righteousness, and his tenderness is like water.