A letter from an old friend in Italy, seeking to protect a child, a precious child.
The man fell into Ji Senran's hands and behaved quite well.
Really well-behaved.
Go to bed obediently.
In the blink of an eye, countless people were tied up in the sea of fire, roaring and screaming. In front of the sky filled with flames, he smiled shyly at her.
Tsk, I still feel good.
——The good dog Ji Senran picked up from the dust became the wolf king who fought for her.
