Pa!

Someone fell in front of Wu Yu. Wu Yu opened his blurry eyes. He saw an elderly man on the bloodstained grass. That elderly man looked at him gently and smiled with difficulty. He said to Wu Yu, "Child, this is the last time I'm helping you. Wake up."

After he spoke, he closed his eyes.

That was Sun Wudao.

That elderly face and the words he had uttered were like a bloodied knife carving deep into Wu Yu's heart.

Child.

This is the last time I'm helping you.

Wake up!

Last time helping?

What did he mean by “wake up?”

Wu Yu could only feel his whole body trembling. Sun Wudao was dead. He had taken the knife attack for him. He had probably made up his mind before Zhao Chuan attacked.

A life for a life.

"This old shit Sun Wudao is also seeking death. Let me grant it to them both." Zhao Chuan's voice was far away.

Wu Yu was a mess. Sun Wudao's death and the words he uttered were like a giant beast thrashing about in his brain.

He did not mean for Sun Wudao to die. He had a chance for rebirth and his wish was for Sun Wudao to live long. He did not want to have any more regrets, but Sun Wudao had died again,...