The Great Devouring

Then, a jumbled mess of memories flooded his mind.,Before I could organize the words in my mind, a cacophony of noise came from outside.,The madame was over forty, her face plastered with thick rouge. The cloying perfume she wore was almost overpowering, and her expression, a ghastly mask of death, made people recoil in disgust. She stood before Liu WuXie, shouting and gesticulating wildly.。