Under the shadow of the ancient gate, a figure of rickets emerged slowly.
That is an old man, wearing sackclothes, with a gentle smile on his face, but this smile, in the eyes of Ye Dun and others, is so dazzling, even grim.
The old man is...
Under the shadow of the ancient gate, a figure of rickets emerged slowly.
That is an old man, wearing sackclothes, with a gentle smile on his face, but this smile, in the eyes of Ye Dun and others, is so dazzling, even grim.
The old man is...