C3384 The Human Race Pageant
The Human Clan pageant.
Sacred Palace.
A fat man sat on a stone bench without saying a word, minding his own business as he drank.
"Xiao Shan, when we were together in Green Edge Sword Sect, you were so good at talking. Why are you not saying a word now?" Jianghe said with a smile.
He was very happy to be able to be reborn and meet his old friend