Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

Zhao Qinglan pursed his lips and said stiffly, "Although the Emperor has many sons, not many have survived to adulthood. It is also your late father's wish to cultivate a few brothers to help the futu... labored like that of an ox. He lacked the strength to stand or even sit, instead lying half on his dragon couch.Beside him, the three treasures had come at some unknown time and were kneeling beside...