Cultivating My Empre

After finally managing to prepare the meals for a dozen people, this group suddenly became unhappy again.,"Sir, they..." A bald man beside the middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, and at the same time, he gestured towards Zhang Liyang and his group.,The innkeeper still had a little conscience at this moment. Seeing that something seemed to have happened, he rushed forward and stopped the two men. "My lords, it's just a small business. I hope you..."。