More than two months later, among the many mansions in the back hall of Thuram temple, one of them was living in a corner. In the small courtyard, which was not noticeable at all, from time to time, there were bursts of crazy laughter, sometimes mixed with a few angry drinks and a huge burst sound.

"Hey, Lord Robinson, the king of combat at the salras warrior academy! You haven't touched my corner in three days! Ha ha! " Basdley laughed triumphantly. After Zhao fan's promotion more than two months ago, pasteri picked up the wind magic and archery skills that he almost had to give up, and combined the...