"Saint, Roman."
Cultivating with hatred, finally letting go of hatred, achieving the true me.
What a saint Roman is.
White Mitchell couldn't help but be impressed by Roman's demeanor, and the scene before him changed again.
In the ancient times, there was a young man named White Mitchell, who had the elegance of immortals and the looks of beauty. It was said that he came from a mysterious origin, and was raised from a young age by seven strange old men. These seven individuals were all peculiar looking, short in stature, each possessing unique abilities and immeasurable cultivation levels.
White Mitchell's childhood was not ordinary. Under the meticulous care of the seven old men, he not only had a noble character, but also learned the abilities of the seven old men. However, the seven old men always kept quiet about their own and White Mitchell's origins, which left White Mitchell very curious.