unruffled, "Which Holy Son"The azure dove perched on its wings, pointing upwards towards the cave, "This is the young saint whom Your Majesty has chosen, to help him transform and send him to the Qis...inally seeing off the reluctant Fang Ting, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.“This girl is incredibly high-status at the Yanmiao Pavilion, and Old Ghost Chen protects her so fiercely. I est...