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.,Back in the house, Wang Ming wanted to take a shower and cool off. But unfortunately, his stomach started grumbling at that very moment.,On the second day, in a inconspicuous corner of newspaper in city A, there was such a small news item.。