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

the clear center of attention.One was a man in martial garb, the other a man of humble origins, and there was also one more, a beauty with eyes and eyebrows like paintings, captivating to the bone.Sh...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！d collapse before me, I would not change my countenance; though an elkhound appeared at my left, I would not bat an eyelid. Only then could one wield power and await the enemy.”----Su Xun's "The Art o...