The Wind Blows From The West Part 8
Lee led Tung to his room. It was just large enough to fit a cot, his luggage, and a wardrobe. She leaned against a wall, and he stood opposite her. “I peeked inside Cheung’s trade goods,” she said. “They were Bibles.” Lee breathed sharply, and exhaled just as hard. “Explains a lot.” “Yes. He’s a […]