Seeing these few people whose intentions were unclear before him.
Yu Xiaogang's heart churned as countless questions flooded his mind.
During the time he had been away from the Soul Master World.
He had known nothing of the tremendous changes the outside world had undergone.
Tang San, Hun Feng, and even Prince Xue Beng had all become so unfamiliar. Their behavior, bearing, and expressions were impossible to fathom.
That Prince Xue Beng who once knew only how to eat, drink, and have fun.
Now carried a gloomy aura, his entire body radiating dense bloodlust.
As though he had crawled out of a pile of corpses.
Yu Xiaogang did not know.
Why Tang San and the others had suddenly come looking for him.
He was merely trash abandoned by his family and despised by all!
Yu Xiaogang lowered his cloudy, lifeless eyes.
His heart was filled with confusion.
He pushed his wheelchair over slowly to the somewhat dilapidated stone table in the courtyard.
He set the wine jar down heavily.
Then he took out a chipped bowl from beneath the table and began pouring himself wine.
His movements were mechanical and numb.
He tried to use the pungent liquor to drive away the gloom in his heart.
"I don't know what you've come to see me for. I'm just an idle man waiting to die now."
Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse and weary.
Only after the sparse trickle of wine from the jar stopped did he hear soft footsteps beside him.
Then.
He saw the freshly poured wine before him lifted by a slender hand.
Yu Xiaogang slowly raised his head.
He discovered that the one who had snatched his wine was actually Tang San.
Tang San held the wine bowl between his fingers, staring at the liquor within it with