Chapter 388: Prince Wenwang

red rising in his heart, fueling a surge of malice."This young master is too lazy to waste words with you, a lowly servant. Come here, chop off this servant's hands and feet for me! Then go upstairs a...Wan Jiaojiao, who had been watching from the side. However, she was too busy worrying about her master and didn't have time to remind him.You know, His Royal Highness has obsessive-compulsive disorder...