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

weren't surprised anymore. He glanced at the carriage casually and turned his gaze away.Jiang Wang made the coachman stop the carriage and got out himself. He personally went up to the door and knock... Longchuan's pearly white teeth.Leaning back down and putting an arm around Jiang Wang's shoulder, he adopts a we-against-the-world attitude: "Forget it, you wouldn't understand the troubles of handso...