Cultivating My Empre

In the Great Qin Dynasty, the official roads closer to the imperial city were wider and more solid, but there were also more people. Even riding a horse, one couldn't speed up much.,And the innkeeper, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, had already come out to greet them.,With one kick, he sent the innkeeper sprawling to the ground like a gourd. The blow also knocked out the last vestige of courage from the innkeeper who instinctively rolled into the kitchen and cowered there, shaking.。