Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  “Patriarch Xuan Qiu, so tell me, are you giving in today or not?” Sima You Yue asked.

  Xuan Qiu Fu Xi considered Sima You Yue’s words and measured his gains and losses. After pondering over it, he said, “Friend, we have already said that the divine medicine is only to be used on our clansmen. Right now, you have used the Divine Medicine. If you marry He’er, we will not pursue this matter.”


  “Ha.” Sima You Yue sne..