Xu Zimo, clad in white, resembled freshly fallen snow. His hair danced with the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and boundless.,“Rebirth shouldn't always be the protagonist's plot, right But I, for f***'s sake, am set as the villain!”,Xu Zimo still remembered the day he was defeated. He poured all his Shenmai Realm cultivation into the orb, hoping to tear through space and escape with it, but he never expected to be reborn as a teenager.。