Chapter 1187: King Channing's Tax

left the capital city overnight, while in the East Palace, Li Chen put on his clothes under Liu Sichun's somewhat clumsy service.Handing a handkerchief to Liu Sichun, Li Chen calmly said, "Wipe the ma... down through the rain, whistling as it cut through the air.Blood splattered, and Meng Bingwen's head rolled to the ground with a sickening thud.At the same time, eighty miles outside of the capital c...