My Lady I've heard whispers of late—on rainy or snowy nights when the guards are off duty, a band of unsavory…
My Lady
I've heard whispers of late—on rainy or snowy nights when the guards are off duty, a band of unsavory swordsmen gather in the side hall to roast meat. Who let them in? Where's the money coming from? I trust you already know the answer.
- Xu Li