Zhang Xiaoman

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.,He embarked on the path of cultivation back then because it was all related to the owner of this phone.,He arrived in Tongzhou with carefully chosen gifts, but was beaten into a cripple in the end. His hands were shattered and his knees were kicked to pieces, causing him to be depressed for a long time and even considering suicide.。