Chapter Forty-Six: The Many Affairs of Ancient and Modern Ti

of golden liquid onto the wound.The painful feeling also disappeared, and the wound was flowing with a warm sensation.Looking into those beautiful, azure eyes that had come closer, Zhao Ruocheng was...n mouth, losing something, and being compensated for it. If you have any ideas, feel free to tell me directly. What I can decide on, I'll decide now. For what I can't decide on, I'll go back and discu...