Cultivating My Empre

The man yelling seemed to be of high status, and the shouted-at man hurriedly lowered his head and stopped talking. For a moment, only the sound of eating remained on the first floor.,The middle-aged man glanced at the bald man beside him, "Don't worry, you'll have your share.",With one kick, he sent the innkeeper sprawling to the ground like a gourd. The blow also knocked out the last vestige of courage from the innkeeper who instinctively rolled into the kitchen and cowered there, shaking.。