Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

ecret scriptures."Did you figure anything out"An aged voice echoed behind him.There was a man with a spirited and alert gaze, his hair snowy white except for two strands of black hair that hung down f...me she saw him.In that ink-stained night, a point of fire appeared.Illuminating the long night, swaying in the cold wind, proud and sleepless."May your style be even more outstanding than before, Seni...