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

ful dream” said the voice calling itself Jiang Yan.This is quite honest.“You seem to know a lot of things I don't. If you were me, that wouldn't make sense,” Jiang Wang said.The end."My birth was caus...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！otocol.Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!His heart raced like a galloping horse, yet in the calm carriage, Jiang Wang's expression remained tranquil.The more urgent the time, the...