C1030 Men's Wine
Lee Yong's head throbbed with an excruciating pain, and his complexion grew noticeably paler.
"Spit! A bunch of washed-up curs, barking up a storm now that they've found a master to hide behind. Pathetic!" he sneered.
Gritting his teeth against the agony in his soul, he glared at the lofty Xu Taichong and spat fiercely on the ground
