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

all he could think about was, "How can I make Qing Hua fall in love with me"What Jiang Wang couldn't understand the most was—he actually asked me"This problem, it's a long story," Jiang Wang took a d... walk, and I don't intend to leave a way back for others. That's why we call it 'hell has no gate...' The voice in the mist smiled: "You really are a wicked person.""Virtue is nothing but a shackle fo...