C1956 A Battle of Attrition
In the yard.
Lin Feng waved his folding fan and looked into the distance. His expression was deep and his eyes revealed an ancient aura. Combined with his deep and magnetic voice, it instantly pulled everyone's emotions into another world.
"For no reason, the Heart of War has fifty strings. One string, one column, one year." Lin Feng's voice was very steady, but it revealed a faint sadness