chapter 182 , angry Zonta Lyson!

Before the weather got cold, Wu Dezhi took the earliest flight back to Yanjing to meet a man.

The man was probably less than 30 years old, with an imposing and handsome appearance. His every move and gesture exuded an extraordinary confidence and bearing, as if he was born extraordinary.

At this time, he was practicing calligraphy, holding a large brush, writing a couplet.

The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly!

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