lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,The beggars sprinted with their legs, perhaps never running so desperately for themselves in their entire lives.,Zuo Guanglie looked up at the sky, the strong wind whipping his flaming robe and long hair. He raised his right hand. The wide sleeves of his crimson robe slipped down, revealing arms sculpted like jade.。