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.,"Damn it, shopkeeper! Can you hurry up Are you trying to starve me to death","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."。