Chapter 112: The Musician

al arts master..."Wang Chan had a small, red mouth that was shaped into a cute 'O'.Am I dreaming, or is this a fantasy born out of despair Or perhaps I'm simply scared out of my witsHow could he possi...oat, laughing uproariously.He won the bet, the Three Desolations Refining Fire did not backfire on him."You needn't be sad, I will send you to join Wang Xuan, that useless wretch! All of the people f...