Chapter 388: Prince Wenwang

tiger skin of the East Palace."As for the brawl, it was a misunderstanding. There was indeed a fight, but it was nothing serious, just a few scratches. The other party started it, so I called the yam... useless words. When I was playing politics and manipulating hearts, you were still in the temple chanting sutras. He won't let me go, but I'm not made of clay either. Political struggles are politica...