Chapter 2,209: The Eye of the Formation

omily behind his desk!Xing Jun still had a Band-Aid on his neck. His neck had been cut last night, and there were five faint handprints still visible on his face!knock knock knock…A knock on the door...in hall. And eighty percent of the medicinal herbs over a hundred years old in the whole Cloud City are also in Tongrentang's hands…………"When he said this, He Zhigan's face turned a little unsightly. A...