C462 Poems and Distance

Capital, Jiang Family.

In a damp secret chamber, the small holes on the stone wall continuously emitted yellow mist like poisonous insects, moving around while baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. Jiang Weimin sat cross legged on the stone bed, the yellow mist seeping through his pores and entering into his body, he revealed an expression of his pupils, but he persisted in doing so