First Era, Dragon Lo

Standing under the dilapidated low eaves, behind him was the setting sun, its twilight casting across his surroundings. Jiang Zhihao felt as if he had just woken from a dream.,Jiang Zhihao knelt down and held the little girl in his arms.,Many times Jiang Zhihao would think, just how much hatred for himself, and just how desperate one had to be, to choose to end their life in this way.。