Slender fingers rested on the head of the little meat bun, as Zhou Mu gazed at the martial arts training ground in the distance. He watched the slender figure on the training ground, like a red flash, and slowly began to speak...
This is his Changsheng.
No matter when, pride is innate, carved into one's bones, perhaps there are some who can surpass her in martial strength, can destroy her, yet they can never destroy her belief...
That is what has sustained her all the way till now, never changing!
"Let's go, let her be here quietly by herself. We cannot change her choice, nor can we dictate her path!" Extending his hand to take the little meat bun, Zhou Mu glanced deeply at the martial arts training ground before turning to leave.
Being led by Zhou Mu, the little meat bun looked back every few steps, yet still pouted and followed beside Zhou Mu, but his little face couldn't conceal the worried expression.
