Chapter 43: One Strike's Might

once, a palace maid presented a tray, upon which lay a purple robe bestowed by the Emperor.And with slender, jade-like hands, she draped a thin, gossamer garment over Jiang Wang, concealing his wounds...y not be tranquility, it could also be... death.The pattern has formed completely.This is a test.Like a crimson sea of flowers, Song Wanxi with her eyes closed is surrounded by them.Song Hengjiang slo...