Chapter 1642

Mark, I'll be there.

"Barre, take someone to negotiate with the people in Qinglong," Horatius Peg coughed, leaning against the bed and speaking to Barre in a neutral tone.

Barley's eyes were clouded with confusion and disbelief: "Young Master, we don't need to..." Could Horace Pellig actually be so...

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