Cultivating My Empre

"Third son, hurry over and take the guest's horse to the stable. Remember to feed it the best hay!",A young lad ran out from the inn and helped Zhang Liyang and his companions lead their horses to the stable, while Zhang Liyang and his companions followed the innkeeper into the inn.,"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.。