On his fifth birthday, Lu Yuanzhao witnessed his mother's tragic death on the street.
That day, the torrential rain of blood overturned the sky and the earth, and the dazzling red stained the streets and lanes of the capital, and everyone watched indifferently.
From then on, that bloody rain became a lingering mark in her heart, until a heavy snowfall fell many years later, and the white snow finally covered the old blood rain.
Intention: Evil people will be punished by evil people
