Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
The Great General's manor, located in the northeast corner of the Divine Capital, finally showed some signs of life.
General Xiao He had been stationed at the Northern Frontier for many years. He had no sons; only one daughter, who had been married off to the First Prince as his princess consort several years ago. Consequently, she had long left this mansion. Over the years, although this mansion should have been bustling with activity, due to the Great General's prolonged absence from the Divine Capital, there was only an old steward and a few servants left in the mansion.
Now, as the Great General was about to retire and return to the Divine Capital, ministers from the court came to visit one after another. In just one day, the old steward received dozens of invitations, all from those who wished to see the Great General before he left for his hometown. Every day, when the old steward opened the door, he would see a bunch of stewards from various families waiting outside the mansion. However, all these invitations were collected and placed in the Great General's study. Despite the limited time, the old general did not show any interest in reading even one of them.
In other words, during this period, not a single person has been able to enter this Great General's mansion.
Today's weather was pleasant, with the warm spring sun shining into the courtyard. Even the old locust tree, which seemed to have little life left, showed some vitality today. The old steward brought a reclining chair and placed it in the yard. Then, he set up a small square table next to it, with two flasks of palace-bestowed wine and an exquisite white jade wine cup placed on top.
The Great General slowly walked out of his study and lay down on the reclining chair. His head full of white hair was somewhat disheveled, appearing particularly striking under the sunlight.
The old steward carefully poured a cup for his master, whom he had not seen in probably several decades. However, before he could even put down the wine flask, the Great Gen
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