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

lf-evident. As the scarlet incense passed over, Zhao Lang had already pinched it between his fingers, a flame leaping up to ignite the incense, burning this not-so-thin incense stick to ashes in an in...dodged a fireball that zipped past him and was about to charge forward when suddenly, he checked his sword's momentum, leaping into the air.A stone wall appeared out of thin air.Zhao Lang's instant-ca...