Ding Mo

Back then, he was still very poor, and his mood soured after losing a competition. She secretly bought him food to eat and even made him weed the yard as a chore.
He squatted amidst the weeds, with a tragic-hero look on his face, "Look, Xunsheng, all this is the empire I have conquered for you!"
Xu Xunsheng: "Idiot."
…
Latter, he stood before millions, with the empire at his back. But the only question he wanted to ask was, "Can we keep loving each other?"
Just like back in the day, when you fell in love with a me who had nothing.

Faithful in love

After that, however, the singing shifted into a melancholic and mysteriously sorrowful performance. Cen Ye slightly bent his back towards the microphone, his voice oscillating unpredictably as he sang. It was as if a man was walking on a tightrope, with an abyss below. Yet he still lifted his head, gazing at the starry sky with clear eyes.


A group of people in the audience silently began to clap in unison.


At this moment, Cen Ye revealed a nearly hallucinatory smile. In his equally dreamlike aria, all the instruments seemed to join in his narrative. It was as though many voices were telling their own stories, or as if there was just one voice—the one he led, a symphony of a thousand demons.


Chapter 120 I'll Pick Up the Tab (Part 2)