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.,And the innkeeper, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, had already come out to greet them.,The man yelling seemed to be of high status, and the shouted-at man hurriedly lowered his head and stopped talking. For a moment, only the sound of eating remained on the first floor.。