Chapter 119: I’m Your Ancestor!

Brooklyn Cphaka 1.2k words

Chelsea’s seat was conveniently obscured by a pine tree.

The two people arguing and pulling at each other had no idea someone was quietly sitting behind the tree.

The next moment, Chelsea heard a familiar deep voice, rich like a cello but laced with an unmistakable edge of coldness.

“If I don’t intervene,...

Previous Next
You can use your left and right arrow keys to move to last or next episode.
  • Previous
  • Next
  • Table of contents