C413 Indigenous peoples

"Servant girl, this young master is thirsty. Hurry and get me some water to drink."

"Servant girl, I'm hungry. Hurry up and get me something to eat."

"Servant, this young master is tired. Hurry up and help this young master warm up …" "The bed!"

Hearing Wang Li's call, Ling Yan felt depressed in his heart.

If not for the fact that half of his cultivation was sealed by that bastard Wang Li