Cultivating My Empre

Watching the man slam his fist on the table and bellow, the innkeeper wore a plastered smile. He hastily explained himself before darting into the kitchen to lend a hand.,The table was pounded, and the plates jumped on it, scattering soup all over the place.,Although Zhang Liyang, who was also eating, didn't look this way, he still felt several pairs of eyes staring at him. However, Zhang Liyang was too lazy to pay attention.。