Chapter 1597 Time to Go
- “Yuting, time to go.” Miao Wen spoke softly.
- “One sip, one bite—once repaid, we’re square.” The Creator Emperor can’t touch karma.
- Yuting’s eyes burned red. Tears fell, bright and clean. She clenched the dried fruits her mom had given her. Under heaven and earth, she bent her knees and bowed, solemn and steady.