Xu Qing had spent his youth wandering in misery. He had experienced the suffering of the human world. And he had survived it all thanks to his tenacious desire to keep on living.0

Those experiences had made him cautious by nature. He would seek revenge over the smallest grievance, and had learned how to coldly slaughter his enemies. It had also fueled his thirst for knowledge, and had caused him to endlessly yearn for light and beauty. He was not the type of person who would casually open his heart to others.3

His life had experienced twists and turns. But overall, things had been better than they had been in his youth. Slowly but surely, he had opened up his heart.0

Unfortunately, though his path was like a blooming flower, it also came to be like a wilting flower. As he grew up, and as his heart opened, his world became filled with people.... He was moved in the depths of his being.1

Also within him was a storm that could be called nothing other than fury! The first time he raged with fury was when Sergeant Thunder died. The next time was when Grandmaster...7