C364 I Lure It
The next morning, Jiang Xiaofan stretched languidly, emerging from the tent alongside Qing Ling.
The air was alive with birdsong and the scent of flowers. The wilderness morning was exceptionally crisp, and a deep breath instantly cleared his mind.
Zhao Zhu had already rallied his troops, and everyone was poised and ready for departure.
At the outskirts