As he spoke, a man slowly stepped out of the palace gate and swayed there with a folding fan in his hand. There was no one else but Qiyan, the virtuous king.
Qi Yan walked to Qi Junhan, who stood there with a black face, clapped his hand...
As he spoke, a man slowly stepped out of the palace gate and swayed there with a folding fan in his hand. There was no one else but Qiyan, the virtuous king.
Qi Yan walked to Qi Junhan, who stood there with a black face, clapped his hand...