The night was silent with a gentle breeze blowing through the air. The blood moon hung high up in the night sky as usual, overlooking the earth.
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with recollection as he meticulously told his past.
He told her of each of the women who appeared in his past.
He told her every life and death moments that he experienced in all the bloodbaths he had gone through.
Lu Wan'er had actually prepared herself for the fact that Ning Fan had multiple women in his harem. Although her expression looked a bit dejected, she knew that Ning Fan had a unique character. He might be showing his affection to many different women, but he would be loyal to every single one of them.
However, what Lu Wan'er did not expect was that a talented being like Ning Fan had actually gone through such a bumpy road which was full of slings and arrows.
