This year, Li Yueming was nine years old.
The emperor of the Great Xia Empire had died suddenly, and the production of food had been reduced frequently.
This ancient empire that had ruled China for hundreds of years was on the verge of collapse under the repeated attacks.
The court was troubled by both internal and external troubles.
Countless demons and monsters took root and sprouted in this thick land.
He looked around.
All of them were signs of a chaotic world.
In the first half of winter.
Li Yueming spent some effort to wipe out the eight dojos of Qingdu Port.
In the autumn of the second half of the year.
Li Yueming spent some effort to wipe out the arrogant foreigners in Qingdu Port.
The Free State's Gokudo Combat Gym was forced to close down.
A large group of Grandmasters of Combat departed dejectedly.
On the other side.
The black-robed bishop did not go back on his word.
