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

at the candle, not daring to relax for even a moment: "She's no weakling. She has the aura of a True Demon. You said so, you remember"“We were one, Jiang Wang. Ask yourself, do you truly care about a...lden crown of the Golden Temple, didn't seem to have any opinion on this. In fact, the big man was rather stoic throughout the journey, silently praying in the carriage.Then there's nothing else anyon...