Sitting in the car, Sofia stared absentmindedly at the dusty gray on her cuff. She wasn't particularly far from those terrifying flames and could feel the scorching heat that hit her.
So much development over such a long time, the production base established with countless wealth, and so many carefully selected desperadoes, all turned to ash in a great fire.
Once again, she had to start from scratch. Life is but a few decades, and she was indeed a bit tired. She didn't know how many more times she had the courage to start over, nor how many more chances the Great Tang Empire would give her.
To be honest, compared to the first time she learned of the Great Tang Group and the existence of Tang Mo, Sofia was no longer that young. Back then, she was in her prime, stunningly beautiful beyond compare.
