The air rushed back into Zi'an's lungs in big, deep breaths, dispersing the breath of death.,Xia Zi'an had already been punished, but this kick was ruthless, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He clenched his fists, and the fury in his eyes grew more intense.,The child's heart was filled with rage, a rage mixed with deep sorrow. This wasn't something that belonged to him. It belonged to the original owner who left behind remnants in his brain and heart. One can imagine what the original owner felt before death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his mother, Yuan Shi.。