ime being. Xiang Qian remained as lifeless as ever.Here's the translation:Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!To be honest, I don't want either of these two. But my hands are...dislike talking and going out, each burying themselves in work without making a sound. On the main thoroughfare of this vast city, there are only a few scattered individuals: one dragging a cart of fr...
Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the