Chapter 1187: King Channing's Tax

his feet lay a dirty four or five-year-old child, dressed in rags like a skinny monkey, clinging tightly to the old man's leg with vacant eyes staring blankly around.The wind and snow blew, causing t...e with their own confidantes. In Chen Tong's view, this is his best chance.If I can win over the prince's favor during this time, the position of commander of the Jinyiwei will surely be mine.This way...