Sha Po Lang - Chapter 80

... for a moment, he could not hold back.

“The Northern Frontier is very poor, just after the war, there are wounded soldiers everywhere. Every day, when the sun sets in the golden sands, even the princess’s underling can not drink a cup of hot tea. How could it be as good as being a young master in the capital? At first I threw a tantrum, wanting to go back at all cost. The old Marquis did not agree. Annoyed by me, he took me to the army. Every day the soldiers of the Black Iron Camp woul ...