If it is said that it is difficult to draw a dragon or a tiger, there is still a little bit of sincerity in knowing people and their faces.
With a little bit of sincerity, Luo Wei wanted to fight for the sentient beings in the three realms for some reason. The road ahead was not so bright, but there was nowhere to hide behind her. With the drizzle of rain, she felt a little desolate. She did some mental construction: at least she had calmed down the demon king who harmed the three realms, so she could go back to the hot springs and have a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus brew.