Cultivating My Empre

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.,After finally managing to prepare the meals for a dozen people, this group suddenly became unhappy again.,The innkeeper still had a little conscience at this moment. Seeing that something seemed to have happened, he rushed forward and stopped the two men. "My lords, it's just a small business. I hope you..."。