Hei Yan sniffed, his pure eyes dimmed, the corner of his lips once again hooked up a self-deprecating smile, "I just want to fight for a chance for myself, it's just that even though I've done so much, the result is still the same, no matter what I do, I can't change the arrangement of fate."

No matter how hard he tries, he will always be a bystander, and what a sad bystander.

Xuanyuan Mo's brows knitted lightly at the words, but he didn't say anything.

Hei Yan raised his ...