| classification:xianxia |
| author:Small Building Liste |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:14:00) |
Yang Ge pushed his tricycle, following the flow of people out of the county.,After turning several corners, the path became increasingly rugged, yet Yang Ge's footsteps grew lighter. The heavy tricycle felt as light and nimble in his hands as a wisp of incense.,The old man, seeing his appearance, let out a sigh of relief and said lightly, "I knew it was yours."。