Live for money, die for it

ge of the bed, shaking a white prayer wheel in his hand. Three men and one woman knelt devoutly on the ground.That woman is Zhao Xiaoru.Zhao Xiaoru saw me, her eyes filled with surprise and apology: “... has taken shape. Tomorrow we can end all this.”Her smile was strange, her eyes holding a gleeful malice: “Soon, the former Grand Marshal will have to answer to the Emperor himself.”I pressed down on...