Lord of Ten Thousand

Walking under the eaves, Li Yuan's lotus-patterned garment was soaked by the rain. The unrelenting wind still blew his black robe, causing it to rustle ominously.,Suddenly, Li Yuan felt a sharp gust of wind behind him, sweeping across the entire street, creating a sonic boom, scattering the rain, and heading straight for his back.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。