"What do you want in your heart? Is it power, wealth, or - the world?"
The voice coming from the high seat was low and majestic, like the verdict of an ancient god. Every word struck Xu Zhinan's heartstrings heavily.
On the dragon chair on the high platform, the man is wearing a dragon python robe, his face is covered by shadows, only a pair of sharp eyes shine with cold light, staring at the upright young man below, as if he wants to penetrate his soul and pry into the deepest secret of his heart.
Come on come on author
Come on, come on [thinking] [thinking]