Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
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
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The young magistrate remained unfazed by the man's sarcastic remarks. He simply looked at the man and said with a smile, "All these years of hiding, not even going to see that Princess one last time, don't you think it's all rather pointless?"
The man said nothing, simply staring at the young magistrate in silence, unknown what he was thinking.
The young magistrate smiled and said, "If you can't figure it out, then don't bother. Why make things difficult for yourself?"
The man replied, "Makes sense."
The young magistrate continued, "Zhou Xianshan, I didn't come here to reminisce about the past with you."
Hearing this familiar yet distant name, the man fell silent for a long time. It seemed as though, in that span of time, long-buried memories and things he had hidden deep within his mind began to resurface.
It had been a very, very long time since anyone had spoken that name. Even among the old acquaintances in the Divine Capital, there likely were not many who still remembered his name.
Time has always been fair. As it moves f
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