Chapter 528: Muye's Identity

rything inside from the window, there are only four tables, and it's almost noon now. The aroma of stir-fried dishes wafts from inside. 。Wu Changkong just stood there at the entrance of the small rest...Zhenhua let out a faint smile. "It seems that someone doesn't want me to live!"

The chef, as if lost in thought, replied: "That person's abilities are quite peculiar. Their soul power is fueled and amplified by their own blood qi."