The Trump Card You Think Is Not My Trump Card

The Great Xia Dynasty collapsed, the dragon veins failed, and the demon rats gnawed away Zhao Wu's last hope. >After practicing martial arts for three years, he still couldn't wield a hatchet and watched helplessly as his father was dragged into the rat tide. >In despair, he met a dying old man and used blood as ink to draw the first talisman in his life on the broken wall. >The red light exploded and the rats howled. Only then did Zhao Wu realize that life was different from now on.