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

hell with it!” Zhao Rucheng rolled over and lay back in his chair: “I don't care who lives or dies in this godforsaken place. Besides you lot, there are tigers…”He suddenly burst into tears: “Woooo. A...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！d their body, removing their hand from the wine table and changing that oppressive posture."Because no one who knows me would dare speak to me like this," he said.In a long-lasting peaceful environme...