The person sitting on the armchair was dressed in a loose white Tang suit. He held a purple clay teapot in his right hand and was slowly counting the Bodhi pearls in his left hand. After counting them one round, he held the white jade pendant in the center and slowly rubbed it.
This person was none other than Gong Monan.
His mental state looked very good, and his eyes were very bright and spirited. If you only looked at his eyes, you wouldn't think that he was a man in his forties at all.
Gong Monan didn't seem to hear the woman in black at all. He took a sip of tea from the purple clay teapot.
The woman in black was furious because she was ignored. She raised her voice and said,"Mr. Gong ..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person standing behind Gong Monan suddenly pulled out a gun and aimed it at the woman in black.
"No one can be rude to Mister,"
