Cultivating My Empre

"Sir, it's getting late. Perhaps we should rest for a while","Shopkeeper, what dish are you making Eating so slowly, are you feeding this to a dog","Mmm." Seeing their boss say it was fine, the bald man no longer looked at Zhang Liyang and his companions. Instead, he continued in a lower voice, "I don't know how long that old geezer can hold on for. Damn it, he's killed so many of us."。