C195 To Live so Many Years for Nothing

The gale was sharp as a blade. It easily cut through the clothes of the rough man and the others. It made them stand on the street with only a bit of cloth left covering their bodies. They let the cool wind blow on them.

Lu Ming walked out of the encirclement and said slowly to the rough man, "Your fate isn't in the hands of the heavens, it's in your own hands."

With that, he continued forward