Next chapter:
Chapter 2: Skill Book
PREVIEW
... ng man sat casually on a rickety chair. The skin of his hands looked darker than his body, contrasting with his tousled black hair. The black shirt he wore was worn out with several rips, as if screaming that its owner had lived in poverty for too long.
In his hand, there was a small cup filled with pure cow's milk, hand-pressed without any mixture. He sipped it slowly, letting the warm liquid flow over his tongue.
The taste? Not what he expected. Bland, with a distinctive aroma ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Chapter 216 
v4 Chapter 214 , random trap chests and trade letters for caravans
Chapter 827 - : Ending (2)
Chapter 123
