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

our chunks of bloody flesh flew off the Liao general in Sanbao's hands. The flesh, carrying thick blood plasma, flew seven or eight meters away.In an instant, the Liao general was in agony, his face p...g Hu Shifan's shoulder heavily, Li Chen said, "General Hu, your loyalty to the Liaodong Army is evident to everyone in this palace. When all is settled, I will host a grand feast in your honor."Hu Shi...