Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

manipulation, the Prince's actions were like those of a three-year-old child.Yet, in the hands of this three-year-old child, was a knife capable of taking a life.These politicians, foxes of the polit...oat to warm yourself."Letting Wan Jiaojiao put the cloak on herself, Li Chen smiled and said, "You're learning."Wàn Jiāojiāo was a little excited and agitated, she whispered: “It's what I should do, a...