Frank Fang’s wealth!

"Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong." Little Fengling stepped back again and again, pretending to be pitiful. Frank Fang took a step forward, grabbed her head with one hand, and lifted her up. Then, he pinched the flesh on her left cheek and squeezed it hard. Little Fengling couldn't break free from Frank Fang's hand at all, and could only look at Ye Shengxue behind her with a look for help. Ye Shengxue could only smile apologetically. How could she dare to stop Frank Fang? ...