Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

thin air before him, yet it didn't seem out of place at all. It appeared as natural as a crop growing from the soil, though the process itself was overlooked.On the bamboo desk, there was nothing but...ry. That should be enough. Let's stop here, how about it">Jiang Wang remained silent, even pulling at Ye Qingyu's sleeve and taking a few steps back.He was accustomed to keeping a low profile and lett...