"The poison fog would enter the city? Even though the Jaded Garden is almost a thousand miles away?" Su Yang was surprised to hear this.
He didn't think the poisoned fog would affect these people who are living so far away.
"Of course. Over a thousand people have died from the poison fog throughout the years." The man said.
"Yet you're out here working diligently? I admire your dedication and bravery," Su Yang said to him.
If he were in this man's shoes, he wouldn't risk his life working such a dangerous and unrewarding job.
"Bravery?" The man scoffed in a way that made it seem like he was mocking himself, and he said, "I only dare to work when there is no wind. If I feel even the slightest breeze, I will immediately—"
The man suddenly stopped speaking when he felt a gentle breeze blowing his figure, and he immediately turned around and ran away, leaving Su Yang speechless.
