C173 Give Me the Antidote

There's a three-hundred-meter tall watchtower in the center of Dragon City, looking down from the watchtower so you can see the whole city.

Ye Qingtian stood with his hands behind his back, his face as dark as water, quietly looking at Dragon City at night.

Five years ago, when he left Dragon City, it was the same night. The stars were shining brightly