C1432 Amulets and Sanctuaries

It was another bright morning, and Xiao Ming moved from his seat in the bookstore to the sofa leaning against the window.

A cup of tea, an obscure ancient book, and another ordinary day.

Xiao Ming's recent life had been so limited, simple, and even unambitious. He seemed to have given up on himself.

Zhou Yu felt that the loss of his wife might have been a huge blow to this fellow