C216 Commander

Zhao Ji let out a heavy breath. He was already old, so he didn't have any thoughts of seeking wealth from danger. He just hoped that he could form some good karma and have a good end in the future...

From afar, Zhao Ji saw the man wearing the grey rat skin cloak slowly walking over. It was as if he did not walk in the front hall where he would be shot into a beehive if he was not careful