Chapter 21: Commemorating Marquis Wuan

arved, at best just a pitted stone. As for the soup... if that multicolored, viscous liquid could even be called soup.As I got closer, the strange smell was even more terrifying...Let me know if you h...he responsibility of guarding the palace gates. As long as I am alive, I will not allow the palace gates to be opened recklessly!"Wu Bing had already frowned: "Who gave you the courage, Zhuang Guogong...