Sixty-one

ightly changing face. The speed of the elevator was getting faster and faster, closing in. The sound of the brakes and the steel cables rubbing against each other was like a unique torture, terrifying...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."t and waiting for Kaka's choice.One answer, and it's not hard to speak up."Go see Long Chentian first," Kaka said, stepping forward and taking Wushuang's hand in his. His strong hands seemed to transm...