Chapter Eighteen: Wu Fu

t.Time passes slowly but surely.Through the veil of flowing water, the two people stood in silence, facing each other.Eight breaths, seven breaths, six breaths… three breaths…Let me know if you'd like...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！mask is always different. Sometimes it's a gambler with bloodshot eyes from losing, sometimes it's a drunkard reeking of alcohol, and sometimes it's someone who gets dragged off the street and forced...