Chapter 363: Riding the Wind

howed no displeasure. He merely smiled and served the guests with food, seemingly unconcerned that Chong Xuan Ming was stealing the spotlight.Jiang Wangyi had already returned to the guest house, chat...one's spine, like falling into hell.The monk, bound hand and foot to a wooden stake, remained silent.The exercises he practiced held no unique qualities. His face, too, lacked any distinctive features...