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

rushing to the front of the black-clad man.The man in black, doing this sort of thing on Qingjiang River, naturally remained constantly vigilant, ready to strike with a secret technique.A water wave...vengeful that she seized the opportunity to question him.Though he and Jiang Wang might have different paths in life, destined not to be close friends, he didn't want to ruin their existing friendship...