C487 The Arm Can Not be Twisted More than the Thigh!

After receiving the news that his house had been burnt down, the next morning, Gao ManTang had returned to the cultivation temple from the provincial capital. Together with him was Tang Yao, who had nothing to do at home.

Standing in front of the ruins of his house, Gao Mantang could not help but sigh to the sky as tears streamed down his face. He muttered to himself helplessly