Thinking of the Shen Family's upheaval, Zhang Chen sighed softly, a sentiment welling up within: the world is ever-changing!
That's all there is to it!
The great change of the Shen Family was fate, unable to be altered by anyone. The Shen Family became the fish on the chopping block, and everyone wanted to cut a piece off this fish.
Zhang Chen put his hands in his sleeves, lifted his head, and gazed into the distance, a mysterious look in his eyes.
Time seemed to quiet and slow down again, a calm day passing by, as the day gradually darkened, the Golden Crow disappearing from the sky, and a bright moon hanging high, its silver light illuminating the entire world.
