C356 The Illness of Lan Zhenyouhu and Ye Fanxin
Inhaling the scent that seemed to swirl around his nose, Lin Yih quietly shuffled backward.
Oh my goodness!
Indeed, the more beautiful the woman, the more challenging she is to handle.
Lin Yih's head was reeling.
His system had camouflaged his cultivation level flawlessly. Even when the principal personally tested the progress of his and others' cultivation over the past months
