That was a period that the Wild Man would never forget in his lifetime.
During that time, the All Heavens were in turmoil, and countless people became displaced and refugees.
Furthermore, demons and monsters were rampant.
Many places were like Human Hell.
Watching the people around him continually perish, he, at the tender age of eight or nine, knew that perhaps one day, in some corner, the cold corpse that appeared might be his.
On that snowy day.
He was so cold.
Huddled against the corner beside the gate of a mansion, shivering.
He originally thought he was doomed to die.
Unexpectedly, a child about his age saw him pitifully and saved him.
The child who saved him was a descendant of that great family.
His name was Yuwen Qi.
Unlike what others imagined the affluent life of a great family's descendant to be.
Yuwen Qi's life was also very difficult.
Because Yuwen Qi's father died relatively early, leaving them as orphans and a widow.
Yuwen Qi's mother was also ill.
