Two hundred years ago, on the Lan River battlefield, the Bright Empire’s last army collapsed amid the demons’ uproar, and the empire’s final emperor fell in battle. With no ruler left to unite the chaotic Western Sichuan Continent, warlords rose up and fought one another. Might was the only means of survival, and ruling the world was the dream of generation after generation of strongmen.
In the southeast of the continent stood the powerful Zichuan clan, with a history of more than two hundred years. It struck west against the Liufeng family, held back the demons in the east, and subdued the Lin family in the south. For the dream of power and to keep their family line alive, countless brilliant members of the Zichuan clan pressed forward, one after another, composing an epic and magnificent history. Zichuan tells the legendary tale of a century of sorrow in this family.
Where are your Tyrannosaurus rexes? Why don't you finish writing?
At a time when human life is at stake, the Zichuan family's old dog can't afford to fight against the enemy and instead kills his own people.
You're pretending again. If it weren't for your little lover, there wouldn't be such nonsense.
In this writing, many details in the back are not perfect. The first part is OK, but the second part is a bit perfunctory.
He's going to be sentenced to thirty years in prison.
There is no voice that sounds better.