Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

d: "Where are the eggs""Eggs" Little Little was no longer just puzzled, she was on the verge of madness.You came here with a menacing air, demanding an explanation. In the end, you just wanted to kno...ever, after several encounters with Zhang Yong, their relationship became distant.Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!“Come pay respects to my Zhang ancestors” Zha...