"And, general, you should be able to represent the Warring States and join the discussion, right?"

got Zhou Huotian's answer. Shang Muran kept smiling again, and looked at sitting on the chair. He was starving, and there was no end to the battle of eating cakes.

"ha? Cough, cough... " Zhan Wuli was dazed. A puff of pumpkin was stuck in his throat. He couldn't go up or down. He coughed for several times. Finally, he gulped down with tea and breathed out a deep breath. He blushed and said roughly, "I don't care about other things in the Warring States period. I just want to fight."

Chu zhaoyue can't...