3366 Lo Chen

On the summit of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning tore through the void, shattering the altar used for offering sacrifices to heaven. The midday thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, immediately sparked widespread discussion.,A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His face, chiseled like a knife, looked pale, but it couldn't hide the gleam of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,In his past life, his family wasn't considered wealthy, but his father owned a house in the county town, had a car, and even had several hundred thousand yuan in savings. They were relatively well-off. Furthermore, their family ran a small decoration company. In any case, he could be said to have lived a comfortable life.。