painted eyes finally welled up with tears. Her hands clenched into fists, her hatred surging and overwhelming, yet she had nowhere to vent it. 。She just sat there, watching the darkness deepen, listen...mbered those worldly possessions anymore. 。"So you're saying the legend isn't necessarily just a made-up story" Ye Wenyan took out the key Quan Qinghua had brought out from Beijing, "This thing is re...