That was because Liu Wuxie's parents and Xu Yilin were sworn brothers, their families had already been betrothed since childhood, promising to marry when they both turned eighteen.,Black gas constantly churned and shifted, eventually transforming into streaks of pitch-black text. Ancient and weathered, it was imbued with the weight of time.,The madame was over forty, her face plastered with thick rouge. The cloying perfume she wore was almost overpowering, and her expression, a ghastly mask of death, made people recoil in disgust. She stood before Liu WuXie, shouting and gesticulating wildly.。