"Father!"
Qin Wentian stared at the sky, it was as though he wanted to see his father's silhouette amidst the boundless starry sky. Why was fate so unfair? The majority of his father's life was evading pursuit from others, but he depended on himself to stand at the peak he stood at, defeating his former best friend whom was deemed as a king in their clan ever since that person was young, But ultimately, the power of his blood, the myriad runes on his bones, even his soul strength was plundered away. Qin Yuanfeng could only choose death.