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.,For the next twenty years, he lived like a dog, being ridiculed and abused, even resorting to begging for a living.。