The sound of raindrops is very healing and very depressing.
Ye Huaiwu heard him whispering, Master.
The young man's voice was light and calm, turning around a thousand times, making him fall deeply into it, and he responded by mistake.
The result...
It is the love, hate and hatred that have been entangled for thousands of years and are inseparable from the bottom of my heart.
In the mist, he heard him say again:
"Master, I'm here to find you."
Intent: Jianghu abuse novel