Winter's nightfall always descends faster than in the summer.
A carriage stopped in front of the Jiangning Mansion.
In just under an hour, the sky had already turned completely dark.
Inside the carriage.
Miss Lv Yi remained silent, even though they had long since arrived at the gates of Young Master Jiang's home; she dared not make any sound to disturb Jiang Ning.
For from just now till this moment, seated in the carriage, she could continuously hear the dull thunderous sounds emanating from Jiang Ning's body.
These sounds were like waves crashing against cliffs, and like a giant hammer pounding on an anvil.
A little while later.
The commotion inside Jiang Ning suddenly ceased.
Perceiving this, Lv Yi immediately sat up straight, her posture correct.
A breath later.
Jiang Ning abruptly opened his eyes.
He raised his hand, summoning a jade bottle containing Iron Bone Pills into his palm.
