Chapter 1757: Unworthy of His Identity

itably have no chance of turning things around.But Zhao Xuanji was obviously aware of this. He didn't want his influence to grow so continuously, but who knew when Emperor Daxing would pass away There...in light gauze sat at the head of the table. Beneath her sat an elderly woman leaning on a cane, and two men, one fat and the other thin, who stood out conspicuously."Holy Maiden, Meng Po, the two Hal...