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

ho lives or dies in this godforsaken place. Besides you lot, there are tigers…”He suddenly burst into tears: “Woooo. And Fang Pengju. Damn Fang Pengju!”In his daily life, the person he despised most w... simply not been tested yet.”Zhuang Chengqian didn't get angry, he just calmly said a word, then lightly clenched his fist, the azure handprint that sealed the inner mansion disappeared. And with one...