SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (5)

By the time the rice had finished cooking, Zhan Cheng wasn’t doing that much better. When Gongliang Ye came over and helped him up, Zhan Cheng realized that he was probably right: Even though the witch was quite tall, he clearly lacked physical strength. That so-called help that he was currently rendering him really didn’t …

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SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (4)

The witch put on the mask and then got up, still chanting faintly. His voice reverberated in the small hut, the sound low and a little rough around the edges, maybe even husky. He slowly stepped toward the tub, each movement resonating with an intangible energy that made Zhan Cheng feel trepidation. His heart raced …

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SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (2)

Unfortunately for Zhan Cheng, this whole matter had agitated him so much that he had trouble falling asleep even after realizing that this ghost that was haunting him could somehow be repelled by the satchel the witch had given him. Still, when morning finally arrived, he felt better. He might not have been able to …

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SoN (2): Where Sun and Rain Meet (3)

The other man seemed to understand that he wanted something from him. He hesitated at first but then came over, looking up questioningly. Bao Feng Yu’s heart actually jumped when he looked into those eyes. They seemed black at first glance but actually, they were just of a dark blue. A sight beautiful enough to …

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