The shiny silvery white is wrapped in scarlet endlessly, making itself glow with a sharp red light, just like raising a knife and letting life end hastily in an instant. This is life. Living a childhood where everyone yelled at him and being beaten, dying on the streets was supposed to be the end of Cha Ji. Fortunately, he met him in his third life. Divinations cannot predict evil, and the world is determined by people.