He walked with steady steps, a rhythmic pace. Although his hair and clothes were dusty and he looked somewhat disheveled, his eyes still shone brightly with determination.,Looking at the towering skyscrapers in the distance, he had a faraway look in his eyes and murmured softly.,>It was that day he lost everything: his clan, his martial arts status, his family and loved ones. He lay wounded, abandoned in the desolate mountains by his own father, where wild beasts roamed freely.。