"Cang Ji, your dream of reaching the pinnacle is shattered.
"With both mine and Yuan Xingzi's dying Ninth Grade lives, exchanging for your pinnacle, it's not a loss!"
Opening the drawer, Lin Dongqi carefully placed the family photo inside.
That year, Lin Dongqi was just an ordinary Seventh-Grade Major General.
His wife was a Sixth-Grade Immortal, the admired couple of the Zhao Qi Corps.
But disaster fell from the sky.
They were ambushed by Cang Ji, and three corps were completely annihilated.
Lin Dongqi was on the brink of death, it was his wife who used her life to give him a chance to escape. Lin Dongqi didn't want to escape at all; at that time, he wanted to die with his wife.
But his wife couldn't leave the son without support, couldn't allow both parents to die.
Even if only one could live, it was still a responsibility to the child.
Just like that, Lin Dongqi's heart was torn apart, unable even to bury his own wife.
