Chapter 1492: Why Not Embalm the Corpse

Young Master Zhao, what should we do now"Zhao Taile's teeth gritted, his anger and ferocity finally boiling over. He grabbed a teacup and smashed it to the ground, shattering it into pieces. "How am I...ep my promise."After Long Huaiyu left, Li Yinhou's face darkened.He turned and walked into the secret room.He reached the underground after passing through specific mechanisms.A black-robed old man wa...