Dong Chen was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Looking at him, Rong Jiali couldn't help laughing.

"Son, look at how anxious your Uncle Dong is. Do you have any Holy Spirit Water left? Give him some, if you have ample reserves."

"Yes."

Amusingly, Zhang Han took out a whole bottle of Holy Spirit Water and handed it to Dong Chen.

Dong Chen's eyes lit up, and he quickly took it.

"Hahaha, so much! More ...