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

nce.At this time, silence sat beside him. Confidence was hidden in his eyebrows and eyes, his bearing was impressive without being ostentatious. He had a certain air about him.Hearing Cheng Shi's word...tivator, or even higher... he can only pray that he runs fast enough.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!“If I had known earlier, I should have asked Yin Guan to bless An...