Chapter 490: Martial Greed!

Amidst the crowd, Xingyue's eyes were red with anger, clutching a fire poker in her hand, her cheeks were icy cold. Beside her lay the elderly boatman, his already wrinkled and weathered face now sporting several new bruises. His frail body was marked with a mix of old and new wounds, bloodstained and shocking to behold. "Grandfather, grandfather, are you alright?" Yaya cried, her tears falling like a string of pearls, her sobs unending as she tried to help the old boatman up, with Jasper Tudor...