"Hehehe... Let's have some luck! Come and win on the table..." One of the two boys in black made a pose of playing cards and said, "But, but what do you want, Heightslord Xie?" The two boys vaguely expressed their benefits with a faint smile.
Xie Tianhu gave a silly smile and said, "Sure, sure!" There was a lot of content in the four words.
This chief heightslord Xie Tianhu's favorite thing to do was to make promises.
Horse-hooves tower. Tower tower.
A white horse galloped over. Before the pedestrians on the street could see it clearly, the white horse had stopped in front of Xie Tianhu, who was standing at the gate of the Willow Pavilion.
The two elders sat back to back on the white horse, looking natural. The red cloak had an obvious shape of a bird's beak. One was holding a flute,
