I really am the vill

Xu Zimo, clad in white, resembled freshly fallen snow. His hair danced with the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and boundless.,He finally knew why he felt a sense of familiarity when looking at the bead. The energy within the bead was his cultivation from his past life, all his divine meridian realm skills integrated into it.,Xu Zimo stood by the riverbank, silently watching his father.。