he instructed.
"Make it beautiful!"
"Yes, sir!" Qiao Yuanshan accepted the order.
He got up from his chair and walked out with a majestic gait.
There was a courtyard. Although it was small, the layout was decent. There were precious flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, and there was a fragrance.
At this moment.
There were more than twenty people lying on the ground. They were all from the Fentian Palace and had been knocked unconscious. The master of the courtyard, Zhou Changlong, had also been captured by two Human Emperor Guards. He struggled violently." Let me go!"
"Noisy," Zhang Ronghua said expressionlessly.
One of the Human Sovereign Guards punched Zhou Changlong's face viciously. After three consecutive punches, he immediately became obedient and stopped shouting.
"Let's go!"
Just as he left the courtyard.
