Cultivating My Empre

This inn wasn't very busy, so when Zhang Liyang and his large group walked in, the innkeeper's eyes immediately lit up with a smile.,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.,With one kick, he sent the innkeeper sprawling to the ground like a gourd. The blow also knocked out the last vestige of courage from the innkeeper who instinctively rolled into the kitchen and cowered there, shaking.。