Recently, Zhao Hai felt that his heart was not calm. It had been a long time since he felt this way. It was a kind of heart demon, and it was the saddest heart demon.
Zhao Hai knew why this was happening. He had more power than before. In the past, he could command more people. In the past, he seemed to have more power than now, but he had a magical space and countless undead creatures to help him. Zhao Hai could deal with any situation with ease. He felt like he was playing a game. He could avoid heart demons.
