Han Xin sits alone on the stone, behind him are Lu Wan and 500 guards. He stared blankly at the moon overhead. He was disappointed that a powerful woodcutter dared to play tricks on himself.
However, facts have proved that those who dare to play with him have no good end. At this time, the woodcutter was being insulted by Lu Wan. Of course, it can also be said to be training.
At the foot of the Qinling Mountains, there was a desolate place. From time to time, a sad cry came from the open field: "Oh, Lord, be gentle." It startled the night crows perched on the branches in the distance.
"Do you want to tell me?" Lu Wanya bared his teeth. He didn't expect that the woodcutter could bear it so much