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

is sharpness itself.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!But as the sword formation dissipated, he bent his forefinger forward and flicked it.The flying sword rolled up an...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ntire East Palace, just like him, couldn't handle a few important matters throughout the year. It can be said that since the founding of the State of Qi, he is the prince with the weakest sense of exi...