Chapter 1757: Unworthy of His Identity

ng a completely different world.Desolate and vast, distant mountains can be faintly seen. Up close, a blinding white expanse of snow covers everything, shrouding the entire world in a pristine silver...barbarians on the grasslands are not Fuchai. If we endure this step, let them see the weak essence of the empire, they will immediately show their fangs and claws, and pounce upon to tear the Qin Empi...