Roaming the world, crossing rivers and seas, navigating the years to ascend high towers.
Seeing the moon open, seeing the moon arrive, how many are there on the grand head of the blue river?
"Each generation produces talents who lead for hundreds of years." The vermillion beauty spoke softly, her calm gaze sweeping over Zhang Fan and the figures behind him.
Xia Weisheng, Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Fang Changle… these outstanding figures of the younger generation were all within her sight.
Full of youthful vigor, like the rising sun, that weak ray of light still attracted Chen Dragon's gaze.
"When the great wave arises, there must be torrents following… just like your father back then, a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, surrounded by powerful figures, sweeping through the Southeast invincible…" The vermillion beauty murmured, a touch of reminiscence in her eyes.
"Yet another new era…"
"Time flows like water, playing with human hearts, when love turns to indifference."
