In the dim light, Huo Mingzheng could clearly see her eyes, which seemed to hold both a warning and a plea.A feeling of both fierce and tragic.As Qin Heng would say, it's a case of "weak player, stron...zheng clutched the broken pen, his eyes like a thick, murky night. In the mist, faint sparks flickered, howling into the darkness of dawn.He gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently in the dim l...