o you think"Li Yinhu clenched his fists tightly, he looked at Zhao Qinglan expectantly, hoping that Zhao Qinglan would object.As long as Zhao Qinglan objects, he has an excuse and the guts to shirk re...dressed in a grand crimson dragon robe fit for a prince, entered from the side and ascended to the imperial platform. He stood beside the magnificent golden throne, behind him was a massive solid gold...
Chapter 1842: Explosion