Wang Zizai, standing on the sidelines, gritted his teeth in secret. Why was Ye Qing’s talent so monstrous, and why did he have a stunning beauty as a dao companion?
The fortunes of men were truly different.
Wang Zizai had once had a sweetheart of his own, but she had never looked his way. He had spent three thousand years in secluded cultivation deep in the mountains, working tirelessly in hopes of making a name for himself overnight and proving his worth to the woman who had rejected him back then.
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