Of course, the person who gave him the message also clearly stated that they would not come forward to corroborate his story.,Just like everyone else, Zhao Fuyun knelt behind a low table. On his left and right sat two beautiful young girls.,Once, when Zhao Fuyun read biographies or historical records, he often lamented that murderous intent often lurked in moments of self-indulgence and enjoyment, more so after drinking parties.。