Black gas constantly churned and shifted, eventually transforming into streaks of pitch-black text. Ancient and weathered, it was imbued with the weight of time.,Strangely, when faced with Xu Yilin's scolding, Liu Wu Xie felt a warmth flow through his heart. He could feel that Xu Yilin truly worried about him.,A torrent of mockery, like a tidal wave, crashed down upon Li Wu Xie.。