Cultivating My Empre

As the aroma of the food wafted throughout the inn, Zhang Liyang and his companions, after washing up, descended downstairs. The innkeeper, upon seeing them, immediately urged the three sons to serve Zhang Liyang and his party their meals.,The table was pounded, and the plates jumped on it, scattering soup all over the place.,The middle-aged man glanced at the bald man beside him, "Don't worry, you'll have your share."。