The Heavenly Eye Gho

Wang Mingzheng was muttering to himself when a fifteen or sixteen-year-old walked towards him. He carried a backpack and had a pair of endearing dimples on his face, radiating youthful energy yet carrying an air of detachment.,Wang Ming, seeing this, was not bothered at all. He turned his eyes and walked towards the opposite street, making way for him. The man, as if relieved, quickly walked away.,Wang Ming didn't seem like someone who liked to dwell on things. If he couldn't figure something out, he simply let it go, muttering to himself in his heart.。