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

translate!Jiang Wang looked at him with a newfound respect: "I thought you'd get to the bottom of things, it seems you're not so boring after all."Xu Xiangqian chuckled: "I've seen his face and know h...I make you look at me, I make you fight back!""Don't hit me, don't hit me anymore, sister, it hurts!" Zhū Bì Qióng cried out, raising her arms to shield her face.But Zhú Sù Yáo opened her arms again a...