The rolling Changjiang flowed under people's feet, rushing to the nearby estuary.

As the river went by, so did the lofty sentiments.

Standing on the other side of Sky Academy to see the river always gave people a sense of hero aging. The fast-moving water flowed into the sea without return, as if in the quick lost youth. Looking back at what happened yesterday, Li Tianlan found that everything had become hazy and empty and been gone.

He stood quietly on the bank, gazing ...