Han Sanqian works
Chapter 3283: Taobao People
d from Chen Ping's fist!The bald head stared with wide, unblinking eyes, his face contorted in grim resignation as he lowered his head. It was clear that he was dead.Suddenly, the entire audience fell...ces of gold; at the new moon, half a catty of water."After Chen Ping finished reading, just as he was about to ponder its meaning, a blinding light suddenly shot out from the bronze tripod. A surge of...