C866 Rat

The feast lasted until the morning of the second day before it ended. In the extravagant hall, there were a few drunk Arts Masters lying on the floor, and a few others were standing, holding the table and vomiting.

Wang Mang laid on the table and slowly opened his eyes. Smelling the sour smell in the hall, he frowned slightly.

A pretty maid carefully cleaned the disgusting vomit on the carpet