"Why did you treat me like this when you already took it by force? Why..."

On the table, red candles were dripping with tears, and the heartbroken man's face on the couch was hidden in the night.

"How many more people are there?"

"Less than two thousand!" Long Yu said feebly. Watching a large number of "sages" leaving Rongyang City cursing every day, he felt quite uncomfortable. Wen Jiujiu rolled his fingers and calculated:

"Then I'll be drinking porridge for two days!"
Chapter completed!