Endless yellow sand, distant skyline.
The ancient legend, the immortal Shurima.
A momentary mistake can be made up for in a lifetime.
The legend of a dish, a chicken, ah bah bah bah, sorry, it seems to be mixed with other strange things. This is not about advertising braised chicken and drinking tea, òó okay, I took the money from the yellow chicken and advertised the yellow chicken. I am sorry to the people, the party, and my dead physical education teacher.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
