Chapter Eighteen: Wu Fu

back to his childhood, he came from a family with land and shops. He never worried about food and shelter. Since meeting Zhao Rucheng, he often felt like a beggar.The hunchbacked old man sized Jiang W...ng inn, usually not welcomed, but as long as the silver is delivered, there's no problem.Holding a wine jar in one hand, Jiang Wang barged into the pavilion under willow trees without invitation.At th...