Chapter 637: The Trouble of Too Much Booty

h him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immed...ed.He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.The...