Chapter 927: Please Write a Statement of Remorse, Your Highn

g. "Your humble servant couldn't take it anymore," he said, "so I punched him."On hearing this, Guan Zhiwei immediately flew into a rage."Xu Changqing, how can you be so good at distorting the truth!"...n an uninterested tone, "This palace requested three thousand people, but Master brought only eight hundred and called it good news""Your Highness, although Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old Buddh...