C349 Tong Xin's Weeping Cry

He loved the quiet, and no one was allowed to make a ruckus anywhere.

Tong Xin had never seen such a quiet person in this world.

He was like a painting, but also like an immortal that could not be desecrated, and a noble and cold and ruthless king.

Every one of his movements and every single glance was enough to captivate a person's soul