Cultivating My Empre

Until the sky gradually darkened, Zhang Liyang left. Two or three hours later, the people on the official road gradually became scarce.,A large ingot of silver was placed before the innkeeper by Guan Fengsi, causing a wide grin to spread across his face.,Watching the man slam his fist on the table and bellow, the innkeeper wore a plastered smile. He hastily explained himself before darting into the kitchen to lend a hand.。