Really deserve a beating

"Of course I will fight."
The stage is set up, how can Beale not sing?
After finishing the gambling matters, Beale jumped into the air and looked at Yang Suirong.
Today, Beale wore a long green robe, and his black hair was tied up with a dark cloth strip and draped over his back. The belt around his waist swayed in the wind, and the cloth shoes on his feet were stained with a little mud and dust, as if pulling him down from his lofty position and tainting him with a few traces of worldly...