e act of treachery, forsaking loyalty and righteousness. You, born with the blood of Jiaoguo flowing through your veins, carrying the legacy of your ancestors, dare to forget your roots and claim that...g a squirrel box and placed it directly in Jiang Wang's hand: "Waiting for you to come back for a drink.""You'll be the one paying, of course," Jiang Wang said with a smile.He didn't look inside the b...
Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming