Was it worth it?
What would it be even if it was worthy or not?
In the rain, Ning Fan's thoughts condensed. He opened his eyes and gazed at Hu Fengzi's grave calmly.
Perhaps it was not worth it after all…
However, if Ning Fan was in Hu Fengzi's shoes, he would certainly do what Hu Fengzi did. He would sacrifice his life for the future of his clan.
The rain was formed in the sky and fell to the ground. The rain moisturized the grass and trees, giving life to all creatures… Water, rivers and sea were not the reason the people named it as rain. It got its name because of its Dao.
