C646 Fill the Stick

Wooh Zibang had already spoken, so what else could he say? How could these warmongers be stopped? He wouldn't even let go of a girl, and he would just slap her when he dragged her over.

This courtyard that had dozens of rooms was what it was called lively. It was like the new year, with cracking sounds, shouts, and jumping sounds.

Shen Zhicheng didn't care about these small fries