spewing not blood, but an assortment of filthy implements!"Zhao Ping'an!"Lu Zong's emergency cry came too late. He watched helplessly as Zhou Taishan unleashed a barrage of insults, making it painful...Chapter 113

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!the other shore, with petals that were red as blood. It was both striking and alluring.Zhao Ping'an stood up abruptly, his voice echoing through the room. "I'm not dead! The flower is mine, it benefi...