Chapter 3: Xiao Wu Lin's Home

Chángkōng stood right there in front of the small restaurant, motionless. His eyes held a contemplative look, laced with confusion. From the side, Yǎn Fèng distinctly saw that his icy gaze seemed to h...ering it over and over again. 。He couldn't hear the calling voice, but he could distinctly feel that deep-seated sense of kinship. 。 His eyes suddenly flew open, jolting him awake from his meditation...