Eternal Gate

"master?"

"Old man?"

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yun squatted beside the bed, as if calling out to his soul.

And the barefoot old man was lying on the bed. He didn't sleep peacefully. His face was as pale as paper, and the look between his eyebrows was still full of pain. From time to time, he would scream: "Hey!" ...I can’t stand it anymore, it hurts.

"what's the situation."

The confused one is Young Master Zhao. He just wanted to become a master. Why did he fail?

If he hadn't seen this old man's methods, would he really think that this guy came to his house to try to get some porcelain?

Well!

I don’t know when I saw the barefoot old man open his eyes.