Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Behind the Left Guard's office, on another street separated by a long street, a horse-drawn carriage silently stopped in a narrow alley on the side of the street. Inside the spacious carriage that did not seem like a horse carriage, two people sat facing each other. One person was shrouded in a black robe, making their face indiscernible. The other person was the man in blue robes who had appeared in the nunnery outside the city.
A small wooden table was placed between them, with a small stove on it, and an iron kettle on the stove, currently brewing tea.
Rising white vapor blocked in front of the two of them. It was like a barrier, preventing both parties from being honest and open with each other.
The man in blue robes reached out to carry the iron kettle, pouring the hot tea into two intricately carved tea cups. This craftsmanship was unique to the White Deer Kiln in the White Deer Prefecture of the Great Liang Dynasty. In the previous dynasty, it was an imperial tribute, something ordinary people could never privately own. However, since the current dynasty, the founding emperor had no interest in such porcelain. As a result, products by the White Deer Kiln had entered the hands of the common people. Although the price remained high, as long as one had the money, they could own a piece.
"I have been to the nunnery outside the city. That woman's mouth wasn't that stubborn."
The man in blue robes put down the iron kettle, picked up a teacup, and placed it at his lips to take a sip. Then, he smiled and said, "I didn't quite understand before why the previous dynasty's imperial family preferred tea soup over tea drinking. The feeling of swallowing the tea soup, full of debris, is like eating a mouthful of soil. I don't know what's nice about it."
The person hidden beneath the black robe extended a hand, revealing a fair and delicate hand. They lifted the teacup, placing it at their lips, which also happened to be concealed in the shadows.
"The current dynasty is vastly different from the previous one. The pr
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