Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

ing Li Wu's head tightly, allowing his nails to scratch his own arms. His eyes were as cold and emotionless as ice.Inside the bedroom, all sound of conversation had ceased. Only the crackling of the c... and all the officials."This palace has long grown weary. There are countless state affairs and matters that require my attention. This palace is simply not in the mood to play games of deceit with yo...