Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence

ital.“Green ant new fermented wine, red clay small stove, late in the evening the sky wants snow, can you drink a cup”Li Chen raised his glass of water and smiled at Su Jinpa: “I'll drink tea in place...ng. If the Duke doesn't agree, I wouldn't dare to set foot in the capital.""Just go."Wen Wang said faintly."Since they've sent the post to you, it means the visitor is probably already waiting at your...