Chapter 77: The First Imperial Edict

entire Jingshan Mountain was terrifyingly like a human purgatory.Even if Sān Bǎo's hands were stained with blood, few knew that he rarely killed innocent people. At this moment, Sān Bǎo was seething...tammered, "No, I mean, Your Highness is different from others.""I've spent most of my life in the army. A man like me only has two options: become an outlaw and lead a bandit gang, or join the militar...