Chapter 59: The Feeling of Hugging a Leg

g the figures of Li Chen and the saintess.Plunging like a sharp arrow, surging forward like thunder.Under extreme speed, a faint trail of air ripples lingered behind the Peregrine Falcon.Those snow-wh...Zhao Tailai's eyes were bloodshot, his face etched with disbelief and despair.He mumbled that Li Chen was trying to sow discord, but from his expression, he seemed to believe it seven or eight out of...