The Journey of an Ou

The ceiling fan whirred feebly, emitting a grating groan as it struggled to turn. Pushing open the door, Heather's gaze fell upon the figure behind the counter.,Suddenly, Izana found a very strange point—although Old Jack was pointed at the head with a gun, the fear on his face seemed rather insincere.,Although rare, at this very moment, Haze's body was indeed covered in a thin veil of ki that resembled the stillness of a silent river.。