Chapter Eighteen: Wu Fu

heard the sound, his forehead pressed against the floor. His ring and little fingers curled inward, while his thumb, index finger, and middle finger formed a triangle to cover his chest. He softly rec...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！actual text between those symbols, I can translate it for you!His talents were fully displayed."Are you leaving today" Ye Qingyu asked.“Yes, I should have gone long ago.” Jiang Wang sat properly, his...