Compassionate Wei Zixiao
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Indeed, the entire city is in chaos — This Wei Zixiao has such a cunning heart."
On one hand, Yang Si was cursing with all his might and holding onto the hemp rope for dear life simultaneously. He looked rather pathetic.
After he'd tossed around for a while, his once neat and scholarly clothes became unkempt.
Each time he took a deep breath, the chilly, cold wind filled his mouth.
Yang Si turned around to look at the distant city in Qiuyu County. The night sky above the city rendered orange in color, smoldering with a dangerous but alluring blaze.
"This is called tacit understanding."
Jiang Pengji stood on her horse, wearing a faint smile on her face.