“This is the true meaning of weathering any storm, ‘The Saint of Love’ title, well-deserved.”,Li Dan looked at the pointing fingers from all over the mountain, unconcerned. Then he skillfully put down the white wreath he had made overnight, picked up the microphone and spoke loudly towards Lingluo Peak.,For ten years, he couldn't utter a single word. But once he did speak, his confidence was shattered.。