Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

weak, and I'm at a loss. Cultivating feelings is the furthest thing from my mind."Seeing that what Li Chen said contradicted his actions, Jin Xueyian gritted her teeth and struggled harder, saying, "...e nation was only around 100,000, significantly less than what the court had initially predicted."When Wan Jiaojiao heard this, she was a little terrified."Nearly 100,000 people."Li Chen let out a sof...