Chapter 77
Years are like quicksand between fingers, fleeting. For the blood clan who stand proudly outside of reincarnation, the vicissitudes of a century in the world are but a blink of an eye. In the winter of 20XX , R city in China. As night falls, the noisy city is covered with a hazy and mysterious veil. The East District of R City has the most prosperous commercial street and four large shopping plazas, and there are several schools nearby. At nine or ten o'clock at night, this area is still as bright as day, and there are many people. But in a place only a few hundred meters away, where the lights of the square cannot reach, it is another scene. A street in a nightclub is full of feasting lights, loud music, and neon lights flickering, reflecting on the dirty sewer water. In front of the
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