Luochen

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His face, sharp as a blade, looked pale, but there was an unconquerable spirit shining through his eyes, hinting at extraordinary fortitude.,But this time was different. Since he could live another life, Luo Chen swore that no one would be able to harm his father. As for those enemies in Tongzhou, last time you destroyed my family, this life, how could I not avenge you,And just by looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being incredibly careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had received an authentic masterpiece.。