chapter 127 Waiting

He once said that he dared to make the sun and the moon dim. Dare to shout that the river should flow backwards. I dare say that the sky can no longer cover his eyes, and I dare say that the earth can no longer bury his heart. He was the one who, no matter when and where, would wear a white robe, take out the wine gourd, raise his head, and take a sip. Then, he would drink a little and say something that would make Sandra Conti angry. "Sister Yi, your chest is too flat!" His name was...