said: "Old slave understands. Our Miao village is willing to die for the Prince.""Your Majesty believes."Li Yinhǔ patted Zhou Lao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, then g...gs are different now!" Zhang Biwu said in a low voice."The past is the past, the present is the present. What are we like now How can we compare ourselves to before""Not to mention that day in the Qia...
Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger