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

raightforward.But after all, she had been through a lot. After a slight pause, she said: "I'm getting old, and my memory isn't what it used to be. One by one, please. What was the first thing you aske...n killed, so there was no need to show favoritism anymore.Zhuge Suyao's master, that old hag is not to be trifled with.Therefore, he remained silent about the news of Hu Shaomeng's death.Now that I kn...