Chapter 1725: Wu Yong's Struggle

ined was a mixture of rice grains and gravel, with many rice weevils wriggling on top, densely packed together, making one's scalp tingle just by looking at them.Then, one of the refugees shouted some...Chapter 1725: Wu Yong's Struggle forward and said expressionlessly, “Being bestowed the title of king by the imperial court is no child’s play. How can one allow Your Highness to act recklessly, saying bestow upon one, and stripping...