end even a little.He just worked quietly, as he had for many years.Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!After writing furiously for a while, he suddenly seemed to remember som...Zhao Ruocheng's life, he has met many women.

He doesn't need to do anything, just one look is enough to easily capture hearts.

Even without eye contact, just taking off the mask, there are plenty of women who rush towards the flame.

He had never given it a thought.

In this world, nothing is permanent.

From a single person to an entire nation, entanglements of grievances and affections are interwoven, all driven by feelings.

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He just wants to live a slightly tipsy life.

Don't get too drunk, and don't take things too seriously.

Drunken to death, no one in the world will ever remember those things, those people, those past...

... Too real. How is he going to live with that

Manpower is sometimes exhausted. The more intelligent a person is, the clearer they see the truth of the world, so the more pessimistic they become.

In a small town, you make a few friends. Among them, the most successful one is probably the mayor of this small town. Perhaps he works in the criminal justice department, perhaps he teaches at the academy, or perhaps he is in the city guard...

If there was any trouble, he would quietly resolve it.

Possessing wealth that could never be spent in this small town, maintaining a cultivation level that fluctuated neither up nor down, drinking flowery wine, and killing bandits.

Occasionally domineering, sometimes "helping the weak and fighting against the strong".

And so, to live a life like this, in peace and happiness with these people.

He thought so, and he did so.

But, some people disagree.and boisterous world of fire into his palm, forming it into a pill.And within the dark grotto, the multitude of star beasts had completely vanished. All that remained was an emptiness, a vast expanse...