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

lace, Hall of Studying Government.Li Chen held his teacup, gently sipping the hot tea. He frowned and said, “That steamed bun just now was a bit too oily.”Wan Jiaojiao saw that the teacup was a little... facing the towering Liao soldiers, Li Chen's words thundered like a clap.Not only were all the people who heard this sentence filled with excitement and tears of joy.Even those cold-blooded and callo...