"Sir, as long as there's still a sliver of hope!"
The young man's voice was firm.
"I can't see any hope." Fu An Zhe shook his head. "I can barely suppress the person just beyond this curtain anymore. No one is willing to obey someone else for their entire life, especially not a cripple. That includes you."
"No, I..."
"Don't say anything more." Fu An Zhe waved his hand. "I'm tired... That's enough. Whether the sky outside has collapsed or a way out has opened up, I only want to lean here. Go. Leave."
The young man stubbornly wanted to continue speaking.
But Fu An Zhe had already slowly closed his eyes. He looked like a statue eroded by time, with barely any vitality left.
The young man opened and closed his mouth, unable to hide his sorrow. Only after letting out a long sigh did he tiptoe away.
"Who awakens first from the great dream... Why awaken from the great dream?"
The young man turned around, only to find Fu An Zhe still completely motionless. The voice seemed almost illusory... Gritting his teeth, the young man walked back again.
"Sir, forgive me!"
Fu An Zhe remained unmoved.
The young man took a deep breath, then reached directly into Fu An Zhe's robes... and pulled out a golden command token.
Fu An Zhe still did not move.
"Since you refuse to leave this place, there's no need to care about these worldly possessions." The young man said in a low voice, "I'll take this Brocade Guard Golden Token outside... and do what I ought to do!"
When the young man lifted the cloth curtain and stepped outside, he saw Chu Xin curled up in the corner with a terrified look on her face, covering her ears and burying her