Chapter 393 The Miracle Youth-Preserving Pill
- Deep down, Dominic had a hunch: if he handled the Qingluo Bay matter well, he’d earn real recognition even inside the Nine Mystics Pavilion.
- “This little rascal’s sharper than he looks.”
- Outside the villa, high on a big tree, a ragged old man with a red nose rolled over, drained his gourd of wine, and melted into the night.