[Supernatural Revival + Ruthless Killing + Dark]
Some people feel sad when they see the rain, believing it to be the sky’s tears, shed out of loneliness.
Some people feel happy when they see the rain, believing it to be fireworks set off by the gods.
But someone like Li Moyu, when he sees the rain, only thinks that rain is rain, with no feelings attached to it.
His heart had long since frozen over and shattered. Its fragments had been ground to dust, never to be put back together.
Nothing could interest him except the pursuit of power.
Only power could drive him forward.
Only death could make him stop.
That’s right. He never retreated.
Rough! I read a few! Many contradictions