"Wangyang, what on earth are you thinking!"
After Li Chen asked this question, Ning Wangyang fell silent.
Perhaps, when he first stepped into this world, he did have his own ideas, many ideas.
But later, it seemed as if he had forgotten all these thoughts.
Maybe he was just too lazy to think anymore.
In a world without friends, without family or brothers, even if he could accomplish some earth-shattering feat, what would it mean?
Gradually, he started to forget how to ponder.
He loved the sword and was passionate about martial arts, so he began to train desperately.
Within the Demon Race, he gained much recognition, and of course, there was the help of a certain guy; otherwise, he couldn't have reached his current realm at such a terrifying speed.
But none of these people knew his thoughts.
The originally quiet him became even more silent.
What exactly did he come here for?
