The Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions Rising from the Black Rock

No, naturally there was no way of changing it.

If there was no such thing as fate, then naturally there would not be anything like revolting against the heavens or changing fate.

Chen Changsheng stared at the final part of the diary, and he stayed silent for a long time. It was hard for him to put his feelings into words, as he felt relieved, but even more disappointed. Wang Zhice’s words were like thunder, rumbling loudly in his sea of consciousness. However, it was a pity that it was not thunder from spring, and it had no way of causing springtime rain that moistened the ground. It was more like an alarm ringing, causing him to wake up from his fabricated hope.