Xiao Changxuan kicked open the heavy doors of the Cold Palace with one kick. Sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, Xie Zhiwei, dressed in a pure white robe, raised his head and smiled when he saw the arrival. "Ten years," he said, "it's finally come.",Everything will finally be over. Ten years, a waste of a life, confined to the cold palace, enduring this cruel torment from that dog of a man. Day after day, I've borne the insatiable pain inflicted by my clan, a pain so intense it feels like death itself.,His feet stumbled, but he quickly regained his balance, leaning against a pillar and refusing to fall.。