t it, then I'm leaving!"Then the middle-aged man said, he got up directly, picked up the wooden box and was about to leave!"Mr. Zhao, please don't be so hasty, I want it, our Renhe Hall wants it! Not...d men under him, his face unusually grim!While the rest, although holding weapons, trembled like sieves!Only the High Priest remained relatively composed, though his forehead was slick with sweat."Hig...
Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control