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

ao Xiao panted as she ran into the room: "Master, what's wrong""When I was taking a bath just now, did anyone come by"“No...Did the master lose something”She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly...t.She understood her younger brother. He wasn't capable of much, and he lacked ambition too. He had some fantasies in his youth, but they eventually faded away. There was no way he would ever be invo...