C548 Backward Two

The small courtyard seemed to be on fire. The walls were pitch black and many of the walls he had built had collapsed.

The carriage did not stop at all as it continued on its way. Xiang Jing acted as if he was a passerby and took a look at the passing by.

When they finally arrived at the entrance of Drunken Immortal Tavern, Xiang Jing walked in familiarly and asked for a private room