Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

n toasting. Wang Yiwu sat upright and straight in his military uniform, with not a crease on it. The wine glasses and wine pots in front of them were also neatly arranged. You could imagine that every...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！'t possibly last until he graduates."Of course I'll learn!" Jiang Wang didn't hesitate for a moment, saying directly: "If there really comes a time when I can't hold on and fall into the abyss of the...