Suddenly Tai'a seemed to feel something, and he realized that this was the first time he had left Bohai, the first time he was alone, stepping on land hundreds of miles away from home. This is to brave the world bravely...
He seemed to know how his father felt when he left home. He had always felt that he was not a child. He felt that he was forcing himself to be an adult before. At this moment, he was the real heir of the Xiguo family. Although the inherited property was only a yard and five acres of land, and the White Tiger Palmist God in the dream...
However, absurd Handan, and the ailing Tang Dynasty, I, Xiguo Tai'a, no, Beishui Wentian, am here to change you!
Tai'a clenched his fists, silently made up his mind, and thought that one day in the future, when his children heard about his deeds, they would clamor and say to their mother, "Mom, I want to be like Xiguo Tai'a..."
"Young man, smash it! Young man, smash it! Stop laughing, stop laughing, I'm a swill picker, give way! Give way!"
