Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 960

Time stops. The falling leaves, the drifting dust, even the chirring of insects—all halt. The air is stifling. As if nothing is flowing at all. In the heavy, muggy atmosphere, it was I who broke the quiet that had been flowing. “…What are you…” I glared at Yarang as I spoke. I couldn’t help it. “I said, what are you.”...