Translator: Aran

  “Sigh…… I don't know what day it is today…… in the chaos of the world, this old man has already lived for some days. Heaven has been kind to me. If I don't close my eyes soon I would be burden to Zhang Ye and the others……” Not far from the mother and son was a very old man leaning on a half-a-meter-tall wall, looking at the sandstorm outside. The corners of his mouth were pulled back, there was an indifference to death, but he had no strength to smile again.

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