It was still snowing heavily in Sin Demonic City. The snowflakes fell on the square. The man who was lying on the ground and treating himself as a dog was covered in a layer of snowflakes in a short while. However, he was still shouting like a despairing island in the snow.
Xia Pingan was touched!
Xia Pingan was moved by the man who shouted loudly in the bustling square, putting a collar and iron chain around his neck and trampling his dignity on the ground. In order to destroy the Dark Tower, that man was willing to sell everything he had. He wanted nothing more than to cut open his heart. He was helpless, miserable, and despairing. To that man, the Dark Tower was like a hill that he couldn't shake. His current strength was like an ant in front of the Dark Tower.
