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

irritably, "Follow me."After a moment's thought, Jiang Wang followed Zhao Ruocheng's retreating rhythm, and the battle situation immediately became easier."Third brother, you used to be quite a clever...'s hands.A posture of intimidation, a union of power with law—these are the very methods of the orthodox Legalist school.Jiang Wang was inevitably enveloped by the thunder of tribulation.The electric...