"Saint, in response to Heaven!"
Whoosh!
White Mitchell exhaled a cloudy breath, involuntarily revealing a trace of fatigue on his face.
After comprehending the life experiences of so many saints, it was fortunate that White Mitchell could bear it. If it were an ordinary person, they would have probably collapsed long ago.
However, White Mitchell did not lose heart, but wholeheartedly plunged into the life of the next saint.
White Mitchell was a child born into an ordinary family. His parents were ordinary farmers, living a poor life, but the family was close-knit and happy. White Mitchell exhibited exceptional talent from a very young age, his eyes bright and clear, and a unique aura reflected between his brows.