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

strange voice, "It's about to start the second round of the main competition. Isn't it a bit late to make friends now"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Jiang Wang smil... a hooded cloak, sat quietly in a corner of the hall, looking rather aloof.On the contrary, no one forced him to take off his disguise.The Marquis of Huai's Mansion always had the confidence to face a...