lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Chapter One: His Remarkable Perseverance Had No AudienceThe sun hung high in the sky, casting its light and heat impartially upon all humankind. It made no distinction between young and old, rich and poor. Love was as indifferent as the sun itself.,This man had sword brows that reached his temples, a handsome and dignified bearing. His crimson flame-patterned robe was intricately and anciently woven, making him stand out from the crowd. However, at this moment, his hair was disheveled and his robe had some tears, revealing a touch of embarrassment.,Now he stood before the remains of Zuo Guanglie. This arduous journey had finally reached its end—if that pile of flesh could still be called a body.。