lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

He turned his head, hands clasped behind him, his gaze fixed upon the inky sky. There, hidden in the shadows, lurked his enemies, a pack of powerful figures closing in like wolves – they were the very ones Zuo Guanglie sought to kill!,The beggars sprinted with their legs, perhaps never running so desperately for themselves in their entire lives.,Like Zuo Guanglie, he single-handedly raised a sun!。