Chapter 112: The Musician

money, but this Sun Dewang was already in his fifties or sixties! Not only was he old, but he was also ugly. She couldn't believe that he was such a jerk too. What right did he haveAlthough she was v...ow!A dense multitude of sword shadows, razor-sharp and relentless, surged forward like a tidal wave toward the three elders."Great Dragon's Sorrow Claw!"The Third Elder roared, his hands forming claws...