Chapter 1757: Unworthy of His Identity

treasures, feeling trapped, became furious and struck the old woman Meng with three consecutive palms.Meng Po's mouth spurted blood wildly, her cane even snapped in half, but she clung desperately to...hods are no less than mine.""Alright."Zhao Xuanji saw that Fu Yuzhi was becoming more and more excessive, and calmly spoke to interrupt his mockery."Now the four of us are sitting at a table, united a...