Chapter Fifteen: The Privilege of Traveling Together

nghai.Speaking of this poem, although it is harsh, it's nothing major.Mo Ya didn't need to make a living in Qi, and the emperor of Qi wouldn't send someone to hunt down Mo Ya for just one poem. There... go, the leaves become a blood-like gradient of red, and white fluff drifts in the sky. It looks like scattered feathers.There were indeed some feathers scattered about in between.>That was Hachimaru'...