C44 Calculation of Rainfall in the West Mausoleum

"Thank you, royal father. This son shall take his leave first. " Qian Sang Sang saw that Ku Hu had let him through and hurriedly helped him up. He gave a slight bow to Ku Hu and then left in a hurry.

Just a moment ago, he had been holding his breath in a confrontation with Ke Hu. Now, the pain all over his body let Xi Ling Yuqing know that staying any longer was useless