Cultivating My Empre

"Third son, hurry over and take the guest's horse to the stable. Remember to feed it the best hay!","Never mind." The middle-aged man also glanced over at Zhang Liyang. "I think they were just passing through here.","Don't worry, he can't last for long." The middle-aged man's eyes also flashed with cold light. "He killed so many of my brothers, I will definitely make him pay the price later."。