Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

He pondered for a moment: "Actually, I have a question I want to ask you.""I don't guarantee I'll answer," Yin Guan said.“This has nothing to do with you, nor does it concern your hell’s gates.” Jiang...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！that venerated Confucian scholar of yore seemed to resonate in my heart, harmonizing with the roar of the river.The dragon holds the sun, forever guarding the mountains and rivers. This is how this im...