ated for many years provided him with the greatest sense of security.It's great.>Jiang Wang smelled opportunity and silently clenched his sword.When the dragon's roar echoed once again, the border of...of Time and Space, hiding it within the concept of direction amidst misfortune.Zheng Shao, in his white gown and hat, burst into laughter: "The younger generation still remembers me! I haven't lived i...
Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming