Chapter Twenty-Two: A Pool of Spring Water Reflecting Peache

with anxiety. He wished he could rush over and stuff the white bone true pill into his mouth himself. But he dared not be so disrespectful.The divine oracle had foretold that, at this time, no one cou...stioning, the silver-clad and snow-white robed Ji Zhao Nan walked down the street with an impassive expression.He was a direct disciple of General Jiang Mengxiong, the god of war from the State of Qi,...