He was vulnerable. That's why he was brought to tears by his brother's death.
He was strong. That's why he could become cold and calculating for the hope within his grasp.
However, it was precisely this complex personality.
Thus, Wang Zhan saw a living, struggling person trying to move forward from the dregs of the Federation.
Even if he was just a child.
Even if this child was only nine years old.
Therefore, with a soft sound, Wang Zhan quietly produced a small bottle of genuine big coal balls.
This almost magical process, however, made the kid's eyes light up immediately, filled with endless longing.
Is that the power of a high-level Warrior?
Although this so-called middle-high rank seemed like a joke to Wang Zhan, it made him agree more and more with one assertion: The Martial Arts Path of the Federation may have truly gone astray!
