Cultivating My Empre

Just as Zhang Liyang and a few others were having their meal, a commotion arose outside the door, followed by a dozen or so people entering the 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.,"Mmm." Seeing their boss say it was fine, the bald man no longer looked at Zhang Liyang and his companions. Instead, he continued in a lower voice, "I don't know how long that old geezer can hold on for. Damn it, he's killed so many of us."。