Cultivating My Empre

Until the sky gradually darkened, Zhang Liyang left. Two or three hours later, the people on the official road gradually became scarce.,"Sir, they..." A bald man beside the middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, and at the same time, he gestured towards Zhang Liyang and his group.,Ignoring the shopkeeper's bear-like appearance, the two men carefully walked up to the next level and then carefully examined each room.。