"Forget each other in the martial arts world... That's right," Wang Lin didn't look at Li Qianmei's departure. He wasn't moved by this woman with the same surname, Li. His heart was already dead, having died on the moon with a roar of anger and grief. His heart had been torn apart the moment Liu Mei took out the resentful baby.
"It's better to forget each other in Jianghu than to be in the same boat yet unable to help each other."
Two different emotions represented two different attitudes and pursuits in life, at the same time, they represented two different choices. The women Wang Lin had met in his life were more beautiful and outstanding than Li Muwan, even surpassing many women in every aspect.