Chapter 38
The nonhuman creature holding Xu Muchan did not answer, but the true form it revealed seemed to have already provided […]
The nonhuman creature holding Xu Muchan did not answer, but the true form it revealed seemed to have already provided […]
Xu Muchan’s expression was far too sorrowful. Wei Xilou cupped his face, gently wiping away the glistening moisture at the
Whether Yan Qiu was impatient or not, it didn’t matter. For the time being, there was nothing they could do
Lu Yu had woken up, and afterward he would inevitably have to face representatives from various countries and give them
Lu Qiao suspected that he had just had a nightmare. Even he himself could hardly believe that everything that had
Xi Yu wasn’t an ordinary person, so the village chief wanted to ask him to take a look. It wasn’t
“I’ll help you cut it,” Luo Cheng’an said, following Uncle Zhang over. The watermelon was cut into neat slices, cool
“Brother! Why are you saying that too?” Luo Cheng’an’s voice was choked with tears. “It has nothing to do with
Gu Mang couldn’t help frowning. He carefully examined the memorial tablet several more times. The characters were neat, the woodwork
“Mr. Murong is moving out of the Yue residence?” Gu Mang was startled. “Then where will he go all by
Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, the Dragon Boat Festival was just around the corner. During this period,
Shen Liufeng did not have many hobbies. His one true weakness was a good drink. Jun Huailang had an excellent
It was late spring in Jiangnan, and everywhere, grass was growing lushly while orioles flitted through the air. It was
The second floor of the inn had been placed under strict guard. The innkeeper, the shop assistants, and the traveling
Afternoon at the Northern Frontier Administrative Office. Light filtered through the paper windows, spreading a layer of pale gray-white across
At night, the lights in the Shaohua Center were still brightly lit. But Sheng Chengxiu noticed that recently, there was
The day Jiang Zechen left, the wind and snow happened to stop. The northern frontier rarely gave people weather like
The afternoon sunlight slanted in through the crack of the door. Guichen Studio was very quiet, with only the faint
Late into the night, the Northern Frontier Administrative Office was still lit. The footsteps of the soldiers on night patrol
The nights at Guichen Studio were always a little softer-lit than the daytime. Warm-colored light fell over the old, yet