Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

s drowsy. The only reason he still endured his presence was to wait for the main act.He didn't expect the build-up to this scene to be so long, making him feel bored.“Father!” The voice of the prince...alked out.Jiang Wangyi remained silent.The warmth of the person who had just left was still lingering on my spine.It was like a very faint fire, still gently roasting him.But his heart was cold.He had...