Liao Yixuan was warned, and it was true that he was at peace for a while. Then the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, when would it be his turn to teach himself a lesson like a weak chicken?

Or was he all in disguise for the first dozen years?

On that day, he restrained his strength, not like a weak prince.

Xiao Ziyan was surprised: "You said he knows martial arts?" ”

Liao Yixuan's face straightened: "It's true, my subordinates don't dare to talk nonsense."

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