The scene was quiet, so quiet that one could hear the heavy breaths of those present. Many Holy Nether Guards had reddened eyes; they all had a friend or family member who had died to this disease.

Suddenly, a chaotic sound came from the crowd. The sad and frightened voice of a woman spread out, “Brother Fu, please forgive those two children, they did this all to rescue me!”

After a brief hesitation, the Holy Nether Guards drew to the sides like a falling tide. A woman in cotton robes staggered forward. Her hair was almost all white and her face was etched with wrinkles left by pain and suffering.

Xu Wei’s eyes instantly turned red. “Mother, why did you come!?” He squeezed out a smile. “We’re fine Mother, please don’t worry. Go back home!”

The woman threw herself onto the two brothers and slapped their backs, “You two idiots, how could you do something like this? After I die I can reunite with your father, so what is the point of paying with your lives!” She turned, her eyes filled with pleading. “Brother Fu, please look at my two sons. On behalf of the fact that they lost their father when they were little, I beg you to forgive them....