lt;lt;Waste Material

Li Qianzi's gaze lingered on the lavish wedding chamber, a torrent of unfamiliar memories surging through her mind like crashing waves.,Li Qianzi cursed inwardly, her figure blurred, flitting like a ghost through the blades and shadows of the battlefield...,Li Qianzi sneered, it was Li Qianzi, but she was no longer the dead and ugly waste that she once was.。