The Return of the Go

A palpable aura of power emanated from Gu Jingze, surging towards the heavens like an erupting volcano. It seemed to fill the entire space, simultaneously accompanied by a bone-chilling cold that froze one to the core, making it almost impossible to breathe.,When I was ten years old, my mother died unexpectedly.,Gu Jingze's anger flared up, shooting straight to the top of his head. "Tomorrow, come with me to Hangzhou."。