Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

the entrance.As soon as the door opened, the maid on the left, holding a flower basket, immediately said, "Young master, please wait a moment. The water is ready, and you can bathe right away."Jiang... you perfectly, including training troops... You don't need to worry about anything at all, right"If facing Xiu Yuan, Jiang Wang would probably casually flatter him by saying, "General, as always, you...