lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

His forehead, with veins throbbing visibly, showed the immense pain he was enduring, but his gaze remained resolute. His other hand still clutched at the incantation seals.,Suddenly, everyone present heard the sound of a raging river. That surging and tumultuous flow was Zuo Guanglie's blood boiling!,He slowly, slowly crouched down, crouching was too tiring, so he simply sat down.。