Perfect Supreme

In the quaint room, Nian sat up from his bed, muttering to himself. He was about fifteen years old, with a handsome face, but his clear eyes were covered with bandages, as if they were injured.,But soon, Nian was struck like lightning. After reacting, he muttered: “I had a dream about studying again. Alas, this place is no longer the same as before.”,Lin Ling shouted, in his memory, Youyou was another disciple of his master. In the past, Youyou had always been kind to him.。