Chapter Forty-Nine: The Night Watchman

and oil cakes steamed with a fragrant haze.The warmth of human life, and the celestial staircase in the sky.(Heaven does not help everyone, people help themselves. This is what I want to say, and this...ile, Ning Jianke did not reply again, he must have already left the Illusory Realm of Taixu.Instead, another paper crane of sky blue fluttered in.This is a letter from Zuo Guangshu.If we could get An'...