The red clouds cover the sun, and the green light flashes. Lin Xiu was alone in the rolling wind and clouds. The sky and the earth were vast, the lintels of his clothes were rolled up, and his eyes were heavy. The storm of this life was finally coming to an end. He had millions of words in his heart but he had not heard a single word. He never regretted his choice along the way, and his dark eyes were stained with evil.