Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

silent, drawing his sword forward.>A sword thrust straight, like the setting sun.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The blade of the veteran, dimmed by age!Wang Yiwu, ha...and. “You should go.”Dou Zhao turned and walked away."Wait!" Jiang Wang called out to him again. "I just remembered something!"Dou Zhao frowned and turned back, "Spit it out."Jiang Wang smiled happily...