Do we meet again? Or part ways?

lancing one last time at the withered and skeletal old monk who resembled a walking corpse.His eyes were bulging and fixed on me, his chin was covered in blood.As soon as we stepped out, my brother im...ly told Brother Jun everything, without hiding anything about what happened these past few days.It's almost like you painted a picture of my time with Mu Wanchen, surrounded by pink bubbles.Senior Bro...