was room.Du Jianjiang sat serenely on the chair. On either side of him was a young maid, each in their early twenties, holding bowls, chopsticks, and handkerchiefs to attend to him. Whenever Du Jian...date of rulership. They worked tirelessly to solidify this belief, etching it into the very core of people's consciousness.This, Li Chen had never said, but he knew it in his heart.Once the yellow rob...
Chapter 651: At Worst, I'll Make a Coup in the East Pal