Cultivating My Empre

Watching the man slam his fist on the table and bellow, the innkeeper wore a plastered smile. He hastily explained himself before darting into the kitchen to lend a hand.,Although Zhang Liyang, who was also eating, didn't look this way, he still felt several pairs of eyes staring at him. However, Zhang Liyang was too lazy to pay attention.,The two people who were named put down their bowls and chopsticks, wiped their mouths, and then picked up their weapons and walked upstairs.。