The sunlight in winter is pale and empty.
Li Xinghai sat in front of a roadside snack stand, watching the beef noodles that only had soup left, almost in tears.
Born and raised in Demon City, he had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth. He never thought that one day he would resort to having beef noodles at a roadside stand.
What he found even harder to accept was that the beef noodles at the roadside stand were surprisingly delicious!
He wished he could have another bowl...
But he couldn't.
He had lost all his money.
The battle between Chen Fan and Zong Hao left him penniless instantly.
Now, with debt collection calls flooding in, he felt like he was going insane.
Would it be a good idea to ask for money from home?
But the atmosphere at home was weird too... Ever since his brother Li Xinghe mysteriously died in the Flashing Firefly Swamp, a foul vibe seemed to hang over all the family members.
Li Xinghai sighed.
