Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

the moment the flames flared, he suddenly noticed the little bell hanging from the Serpentbone's hand, glinting with a grayish light in the fire.Strangely enough, he had always cared about that little...nclear whether it's due to deep brotherhood, love for their loved ones, concern for the Qingjiang water tribe, or perhaps... being influenced by some force.The changes happening to this body, Zhuang C...