C1682 Triplex

Peng Xiaoshuai had killed so many experts of Assassin Temple, yet he seemed to have done something insignificant, as though he was completely at ease.

He was sitting in a pavilion, and there were a few dishes and wine on the stone table. These were all of the highest quality, especially the pot of wine on the table.

The Sloppy Taoist approached from afar, and in the blink of an eye