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.,The table was pounded, and the plates jumped on it, scattering soup all over the place.,"Sir, they..." A bald man beside the middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, and at the same time, he gestured towards Zhang Liyang and his group.。