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

cold, he stared fixedly at Zhao He Shan who stood before him with neither arrogance nor humility, and said in a measured tone: "Good, very good!""All your skills and abilities, I taught you myself. N...ir mouths and asked for five hundred taels, and this was only the beginning.As the host and also respected as the Prince, everyone gave the Prince's poems face, his poem was sold for 800 taels at a hi...