Chapter Eighteen: Wu Fu

inconvenient to speak. His mind was brimming with inspiration and he longed to write poetry, but for now, he could only hold it in.Li Longchuan fell silent for a moment, struggling to tear his gaze...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！gant. Now that I think about it, perhaps it was just a probe by him near the coast.”“You casually dropped a chess piece, hoping to draw the attention of Myriad Eyes to the human prodigy. Who knew Myri...