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

eyes, which were only white, and sat on the ground, saying in a sinister tone: "Last night on Niutoushan Mountain, it seemed that there was more than one living person."The White Bone Messenger merel...useless! He doesn't know anything when you ask him questions, and he can't even figure out what his own benefits are. I put so much effort into educating him, teaching him everything I know!Although I...