Chapter 1187: King Channing's Tax

in from outside. Covered in dust and pale with exhaustion, he quickly strode into the hall, knelt down with a thud, and took out a sealed letter. He said urgently: “General Suping from the front line...ao Xuanji was almost unable to contain the raging anger and hatred in his heart, "How could the Emperor have expected the old minister to obey"Because of you, I've gotten used to bowing my head.The em...