In the twelfth year of Yongjia, winter, heavy snow swirled.,"Yes." Xie Zhiwei stood up, ignoring the rage and killing intent in Xiao Changxuan's eyes, and walked towards him step by step. "Xiao Changxuan, when you exterminated my entire Xie family ten years ago, you should have thought there would be a day like today!",His feet stumbled, but he quickly regained his balance, leaning against a pillar and refusing to fall.。