Fortunately, he is not dead. Anle just wants to live as peacefully and happily as his name, but there are always people who want to stop him. I have made all my wishes, but still can't get it. She has lost too much, and now all she has left is a heart that is cold on the outside and cold on the inside after being eroded by time. If anyone stops me, it's my fault. If thousands of people stop me and ten thousand people stop me, then it means that thousands of people are wrong. What if I dig wells for drinking, plowing fields for food, and let you become so powerful?
