Your Majesty, do you

King Xiao, with a cold face, still held onto the arm he was gripping. His other hand was clasped behind his waist, enduring the kicks and punches.,The King of Xiao grabbed the man, lifting him by his collar. His eyes, as black as ink, stared intently at the other person. "Wasn't it said that there would be no mistakes",Chu Yu calmed his mind, and a wave of messy memories came crashing in.。