First Era, Dragon Lo

Jiang Zhihao saw the frail frame, and also the old clothes that he didn't know where they were picked up from.,"Really" Lingling's eyes lit up, then she seemed to remember something and frowned. "But... we don't have any money. We don't want Dad and Mom to fight.",The mother and child clung to each other, their faces etched with grief. It was a memory he would never forget, the most painful of his life.。