would have noticed that the young Taoist’s hands were tucked inside his sleeves pinching his thighs to prevent himself from laughing.“Haha! Master Daoist, what kind of dance is this It’s so funny!” W...ey understood that overdoing it is counterproductive.Today, just being able to show themselves in front of the elders felt like a dream come true for them. Even provincial governors might not get such...
Chapter 157 Strange Little Imp