"God, because of your death, there is a little light."

"But it's still dark!"

"As I told you before... let's take other people's suspicion like ghost fires, use those ghost fires as candles to illuminate the night road I have to walk on."

"You may be able to see the bright sky, or it may still be dark."

"Who knows, but you have to do something after all, otherwise you will be in vain."

Li Chenan burned the last handful of paper money and stood up straight.

He bowed respectfully again: "This farewell may take several years... I will try my best to come back to you alive!"

"Create some poems for you in front of your grave."

He turned around and stepped.

Stand firmly and straight as a gun!

An eagle fell from the sky.

It fell on Xiao Baozi's shoulder.

Xiao Baozi took a small bamboo tube from Hai Dongqing's feet and handed it to Li Chenan.

Li Chenan took out the note inside, and his eyes were as lightning.
Chapter completed!