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

us more time.”If Lei Zhanyan were that easy to deal with, then of course that would be a good thing.Jiang Wang remained noncommittal, merely glanced at the contract once more, then casually rolled it...ng in the sky. The wooden house stood by the clear stream, and a sense of tranquility flowed quietly through it."Woof woof woof!"The old dog suddenly barked.The clamour disturbed the night, and ripple...