Cultivating My Empre

Zhang Liyang didn't choose the official post station, but instead stayed at a private inn.,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.,Ignoring the shopkeeper's bear-like appearance, the two men carefully walked up to the next level and then carefully examined each room.。