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

ith both rain and blood.At this time, Long Huaiyu, who had just run out two steps, slowly retreated back.A black gun barrel was trained on his forehead, while four or five muskets were aimed at every...d calmly, "Your Highness, your status is noble. If an uncouth ruffian outside were to bump into Your Highness, this lowly servant would be put to death. Please understand, Your Highness, and allow me...