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

ment from showing off to these small fry" Wang Yiwu's voice suddenly rang out.He walked in from outside, stopping at the door. His tall figure cast a shadow over the entrance.The shop fell silent.Zhon...now just fragments of cloth, were truly an eyesore. However, it required absorbing power from its host to repair itself, which meant—it couldn't be taken off.Even as the foremost inner palace in the w...