ith my son, Long Huaiyu, greets King Zhao."Li Yinhu turned to look at Long Tiande and smiled, "Although your lordship's title has been revoked by the imperial court for three generations, the blood of...e hand.And at this moment, in a remote shack within an ordinary dwelling in the capital city."Wow!"Elder Meng coughed up a mouthful of blood, her voice as thin as a thread as she said to the saintess...