anonymous works
Chapter 1757: Unworthy of His Identity
e while, the sound of water splashing came from the surface. The float on Wenwang's fishing rod sank, and he raised his hand to reel it in. A fine carp was caught.Seeing the carp thrashing on the gro...charity. He always gets what he wants, by his own ability, regardless of whether others are willing to give it or not."Zhao Qinglan slightly turned her gaze, glancing at Su Jinping. Seeing the latter...