lt;The Pocket Dimens

"The Yan family is so wealthy, why don't they give the widow and orphans of the third branch a good life They live in that dilapidated straw hut at the end of the village. In summer, they don't avoid the sun, and in winter, they don't avoid the snow. It's really pitiful to look at.",He suddenly opened his eyes wide, two cold beams shooting from his pupils. He saw the three little ghosts charging toward him and swung his fist. He furrowed his brow, rolled to the ground, and quickly dodged their attack. Then, he swiftly picked up three pebbles, aimed for their knees, and flung them with all his might.,After being forced to accept those memories, he finally understood. He wasn't being bullied by little demons in hell, but was reborn through a soul-returning ritual. He was now Yan Sanfang, the youngest son of the Yan family from Yaoyao Village, Daxing Town, Xize County, Dachu Dynasty.。