There was a scar on the old man's face, and when he smiled, it looked even uglier than if he was crying; it was an extremely grim look.
He stood in front of Zhang Chenfeng's tombstone with a crutch and sighed, "I really envy you, you can rest in this Martyr's Graveyard while your name will be passed down the ages, but I won't be remembered by anyone like a homeless dog. Everyone in the Dragon Division, including the high-level officials, will remember your contribution to the Dragon Division, but I'm really like the Little Joker, always living in your shadow. Now that I'm back, I'm here to take back what's rightfully mine. Back then, the one that everyone spurned should've been you, and all of this glory today should've been mine. You owe me too much, the Dragon Division you are so proud of, I also played a big role in making it what it is today, but why was I the one that was kicked out? This isn't fair for me, do you know that?'
