Chapter 36: Seasick
At the Mao hour, the gates of Qingyun Sect were still shrouded in morning mist, the dew on the stone steps dampening the tips of shoes. Lin Nan had just…
At the Mao hour, the gates of Qingyun Sect were still shrouded in morning mist, the dew on the stone steps dampening the tips of shoes. Lin Nan had just…