Chang Xiaoman Luo Ch

A young man sat in the car, lost in thought. His face, sharp as a knife, looked pale, but beneath it was a hint of ambition that shone through with extraordinary spirit.,In his past life, although he possessed formidable strength and powerful spells that overwhelmed all, having already been revered as a Celestial Venerable, his ultimate realm was still too low. He ultimately met with calamity, spilling blood within the Ten Great Fiend Formations, and perished in a self-explosion.,And with just one glance at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being so careful and affectionate, treating it like he'd obtained an authentic masterpiece.。