amiable as when he first met An Xue Tang. When he saw An Xue Tang, a smile appeared on his face, and he bowed to her with folded hands, "This monk has met the Princess of Beijang."An Xuetang immediat...fraid of death at all. Don't forget the deadline we agreed on."An Xuetang raised an eyebrow, ignoring him at this time and walked straight to the bed. She threw a white porcelain bottle in her hand to...