Chen Ping Geng Shans works
Chapter 2588: Encirclement
om the side."Hmph, even if it were your grandpa Gu Wentian here, I ask you, would he dare speak to me like this"Jiang Zhengzhong let out a cold snort, his face filled with frost.“Mr. Jiang, young peop...rom the head portrait, slowly transformed into liquid and dripped to the ground. The bluestone quickly corroded beyond recognition.Looking at the four empty eyes of the sculptures, Hu Bachi reached ou...