Zhang Xiaoman

On the peak of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning ripped through the void, shattering the altar used for sacrificial offerings. A white day thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, sparked heated debate among the people.,A young man sat listlessly in the car. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked somewhat pale, but they couldn't hide the glint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,"What kind of eyesight do you have Do you understand" Suddenly, a young girl next to the old man spoke up, questioning him. Because of her status, she had been pampered by others since she was a child, so she developed a proud personality. Seeing Luo Chen's disdainful gaze, she immediately became angry.。