Your Majesty, do you

King Xiao, with a cold face, still held onto the arm he was gripping. His other hand was clasped behind his waist, enduring the kicks and punches.,Chu Yun's face was pale and sickly, he lay slumped on the stool, unable to tell if it was sweat or tears soaking his clothes.,"Under everyone's watchful eyes, you dare to deny it!" Xiao Wang suddenly yanked back his hem and left with a dismissive, "Take care of yourself."。