Chapter 388: Prince Wenwang

masters of martial arts.This man walked through the yard and into the living room.In the living room, a holy maiden veiled in light gauze sat at the head of the table. Beneath her sat an elderly woman... tune. He didn't speak to disturb him, but just listened quietly.Upon finishing the tune, King Wen stopped his clapping and, in one smooth motion, picked up a nearby purple clay teapot. He took a sip...