Neither fretting about the past, nor longing for the future.
Just living in the present.
Because she doesn't know if there's a future to look forward to.
That night, the alloy bed was almost wasted.
The next day, Jiang Ming visited Central Divine Martial College.
He met Old Master Tang, reminisced a bit, and then found Wang Fatty.
"Man, you're something else. There's no one who can match your size." Jiang Ming was astonished at the sight of him.
Wang Fatty, who was now standing at 2.5 meters tall, looked like a mini giant and was extremely well-built.
A quick glance suggested he weighed at least 800 jin, but his weight didn't come from fat. His muscles were firm and his bones were solid.
