Chapter 1187: King Channing's Tax

though there was no word exchanged, as Qian Shiyan's confidante, Ge Pingyi had already understood the threat in that sinister gaze.Gritting his teeth, Ge Pingyi didn't say a word.He knew he was done f...his feet were firmly planted.Yelü Qiming retreated three giant steps, each one like a mountain collapsing, causing the bricks beneath his feet to crack open into a dense web of fissures.Letting out a...