The old man gave a faint smile. “Young man, don’t change the topic. Tell me, do you think that those prostitutes had a pitiful life?”

I nodded reluctantly.

The old man was silent for a while before sighing. “You’re just like your grandfather. You guys are all soft-hearted. You should know that the reason your grandfather died was due to this soft-hearted character.”

Listening to the old man, I became anxious, my bright eyes gazing at him. “You know how my grandfather died? Did someone kill him? Please, tell me!”

The old man waved his hand. “I can’t tell you. If I told you the truth, I would be breaking the rules of the organization. When the time comes, you will know the answer…”

Even after a long period of time had passed, I still couldn’t calm myself down. I continued to pester the old man, asking him for the causes to or any relevant events surrounding my grandpa’s death. However, he kept his mouth shut, and I couldn’t make him talk. 

Eventually, I had to give up. 

The old man asked me to go to a willow forest outside the village and bring back some twigs. He specified...