C187 Substage Prisoner

"Eighth King, please calm your anger!"

The dragon robed old man knelt on the ground and said in a low voice. Although it was winter and the moon was in the middle of winter, the bean sized drops of cold sweat constantly dripped down.

There were many maids and eunuchs in the hall, and they were all silent. They knelt on the ground with their heads lowered, not daring to make a sound