Cultivating My Empre

"Third son, hurry over and take the guest's horse to the stable. Remember to feed it the best hay!",As the aroma of the food wafted throughout the inn, Zhang Liyang and his companions, after washing up, descended downstairs. The innkeeper, upon seeing them, immediately urged the three sons to serve Zhang Liyang and his party their meals.,Watching the man slam his fist on the table and bellow, the innkeeper wore a plastered smile. He hastily explained himself before darting into the kitchen to lend a hand.。