lt;pgt;Tales of the

Yishu yuan seemed to be immersed in the realm of The Peach Blossom Spring, his voice clear and powerful.,The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,In that instant of wavering heart, countless points exploded in a flash, their light like silk threads broken and flying away.。