The humblest desire to survive collided with the most heroic will. Thus, one person's hungry stomach became the last echo of the martial arts energy and blood of an era. When he woke up in the ruins, there was nothing in his hands, but he seemed to have grasped the steering wheel of history.
Reader comments
As a novel, it is not sensational enough, the writing is good and not coherent enough, and it has no interest in reading.
As a novel, it is not sensational enough, the writing is good and not coherent enough, and it has no interest in reading.