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

ghran approached them and exchanged a few words with them. Two strong warriors walked aside and turned a winch, and the fortress's heavy stone door slowly creaked open.Yes, the gate to the fortress is...His furrowed brow, which probably held the weight of some deep thoughts, remained unsmooth. When Jiang Wang entered, he only glanced over with a questioning look."I have something to ask you." Jiang W...