MHM Table of Contents
My Hermit Master Contents
The west quarter of the city was a bustling place in the day as the noisy gambling dens and colourful brothels ushered in customers from all over.
A few days later, a booth was set up in front of the White Crane Publishing House.
Diao Xiyu floated on the cold lake and stared at the ceiling.
Lingzhu had his calculations worked out, but there was still the risk of his theory being wrong since practical applications seldom went according to plan.
The demons of Night Vigil City never had to worry about winter.
Mie’er sulked as he sat on a roof.
They soon reached the Cat’s Paw restaurant, which was filled with customers having a drink and chatting.
The room’s inhabitants panicked when they heard a sharp knock on the door.
Heigou, the dog-headed guard captain at Zhuiyue Cave, shook his leg nervously as he sat beside Xie Li while they talked to the boss of the Cat’s Paw Restaurant.
“I thought you wanted to bring him here,” said Qing Lingfeng, setting down the sealed Jiutian sword on their table at the main hall of the Du Manor.