In the quaint room, Nian sat up from his bed, muttering to himself. He was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face, but his clear eyes were covered with bandages, as if they were injured.,Perhaps heaven saw his kindness and allowed him to be born into this world!,Thus, as one of the master's only two disciples, the original owner was also implicated. This time, he was beaten to death, which made Lin Ling benefit.。