Chapter 58: First Command of the Army

tering, Zhao Xuanji's teacup was smashed to pieces in his hand.The scalding tea spilled onto the ground, the dark yellow leaves still steaming, and tiny droplets of the tea clung to Zhao Xuanji's imma....The others looked at each other in dismay, their faces filled with regret.They would just love to have dozens more cups, so they could show their loyalty once again.Su Jinpa naturally wanted to meet...