C52 The Mute Girl

In the remote reaches of the Wild Demon Mountain Range, nestled on a secluded hill, was a humble thatched hut.

"Ugh..."

Struggling with all his might, Xiao Ling pried open his weary eyelids to take in the dim interior of the small cottage. He painstakingly pushed himself up, wincing as a wave of pain washed over him, furrowing his brow in deep contemplation