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

is truly extraordinary. Compared to his status as a student of the Confucian school, he seems more like a disciple of a famous orator.But Jiang Wangsheng's voice was as cold as ice: "I've finished as...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！riateAnd then, with Hai Zongming's speed, could he be caught before he reached Lingxiao PavilionSetting aside external factors, let's look inward.He opened the first inner sanctum, attained the divine...