The Prime Ministerap

The east bedroom was filled with cries, but these weren't the usual wails of a child. They were stifled sobs, laced with a deep, heartbreaking sense of grievance that tugged at your heartstrings.,If he could speak at this moment, Lu would have no doubt that this person could cut off his throat.,The people in the room walked towards the newcomer. He was thin and lanky, hunched over, looking much older than his less than thirty years.。