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

lived in a spacious manor arranged by the local authorities. At this moment, everyone else was out, and Jiang Wang sat alone in the cool pavilion at the center of the pond, silently pondering his own...ly nod. What Jiang Wang said was the truth. It was his own fault that he hadn't seen it coming. When he controlled Ling Kong Dian before, what he valued most was the qualification of a certain inheri...