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

entionally revealed it to him.After patrolling the solitary island several times, a deafening roar reached his ears.Looking back.Only to see the valley's closed passage open again.A man with delicate...s abound.The valley was peaceful and quiet, especially tonight with a few stars shining in the sky. The wooden house stood by the clear stream, and a sense of tranquility flowed quietly through it."Wo...