The Journey of an Ou

“Holding a steamed bun in my hands… There's not a drop of oil in the vegetables…”,Suddenly, Izana found a very strange point—although Old Jack was pointed at the head with a gun, the fear on his face seemed rather insincere.,Izana instinctively gathered her ki in her eyes, focusing on Heather who was arguing with Old Jack while picking up scattered merchandise by the shelves.。